In fact that's a point they can agree on, it's a bizarre and disturbing mental image. Barring the oddest of curses, she thinks they're safe.
She just watches him as he swipes the treat, drawing back the mouth of the bag as though to keep him from taking anything more, though it's held in a loose grasp and she doesn't really mind. These odd little moments of peace between their fights are nice, and she's glad things haven't become too complicated between them to allow it.
Though she doesn't expect the question, it doesn't freeze her up. Glancing away at nothing in particular, she shrugs lightly. "I didn't. It was--"
Shifting, she looks at him again, her expression one of concentration, trying to pick the words she wants. "I wasn't depressed. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't depressed."
☞ and they won't pretend that they're too busy or that they're not alone
She just watches him as he swipes the treat, drawing back the mouth of the bag as though to keep him from taking anything more, though it's held in a loose grasp and she doesn't really mind. These odd little moments of peace between their fights are nice, and she's glad things haven't become too complicated between them to allow it.
Though she doesn't expect the question, it doesn't freeze her up. Glancing away at nothing in particular, she shrugs lightly. "I didn't. It was--"
Shifting, she looks at him again, her expression one of concentration, trying to pick the words she wants. "I wasn't depressed. I wasn't happy, but I wasn't depressed."