[That scares her, and it stops her again, breath tight in her chest. Does that mean-- is there some immediacy? A veiled request? Or just melancholy and too little control over his mouth?]
If it hadn't been the right thing, I wouldn't have done it.
[It only skirts the edges of being an answer, just enough (she hopes) to get him off the scent. Why he's so desperately insistent... why, right now...
With an uneven breath, it's back towards the other room.]
hold my hand, ooh baby it's a long way down to the bottom of the river
If it hadn't been the right thing, I wouldn't have done it.
[It only skirts the edges of being an answer, just enough (she hopes) to get him off the scent. Why he's so desperately insistent... why, right now...
With an uneven breath, it's back towards the other room.]