[ Her question got his attention enough for him to fully turn his head to look at her. A bit of the tension on both his face and and in his tone of voice faded, though it was obvious he was still on edge based on certain quirks and tics. ]
She is. Her name is Grace.
[ Once again his gaze went elsewhere. That second statement wasn't as true in his mind as he wanted it to be. ]
It's more that I'm lucky to have her looking out for me, honestly.
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She is. Her name is Grace.
[ Once again his gaze went elsewhere. That second statement wasn't as true in his mind as he wanted it to be. ]
It's more that I'm lucky to have her looking out for me, honestly.