[He's wrong, she thinks. He'll be there, which means she does want to. She doesn't know what he does, recognizes on some level that whatever it is, it's probably dangerous and possibly not entirely legal--but he's Heine (her Heine now, she thinks, eyes finding the thread again, tracing its path to his hand). But if she knew, she'd tell him it was okay to be selfish. In a way, she's being selfish, too. Wanting to up and leave like this. She thinks so, anyway.
Nill doesn't know what else to do but smile at him, head tilted back slightly, trying to let him know that she would go if he'd just ask her.]
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Nill doesn't know what else to do but smile at him, head tilted back slightly, trying to let him know that she would go if he'd just ask her.]