Carolina believes, in her heart of hearts that it isn't something she deserves, not after everything and what she had done. Not after what they've been through.
But it's something Carolina wants, because she's missed this, missed him and their friendship and its ill defined borders. Each interaction has skirted around that old, familiar thrum of tension - still there after all this time, even after both had done their best to bury it, something they've both been experiencing since their first talk.
..She never was any good at letting go. ]
We're not. [gentle correction is followed by a very small, rather crooked smile] Yet. But, we will be.
Don't worry, I'll look out for both of them. As well as keep an eye on those Callsigns. [and that Kilo individual.]
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Carolina believes, in her heart of hearts that it isn't something she deserves, not after everything and what she had done. Not after what they've been through.
But it's something Carolina wants, because she's missed this, missed him and their friendship and its ill defined borders. Each interaction has skirted around that old, familiar thrum of tension - still there after all this time, even after both had done their best to bury it, something they've both been experiencing since their first talk.
..She never was any good at letting go. ]
We're not. [gentle correction is followed by a very small, rather crooked smile] Yet. But, we will be.
Don't worry, I'll look out for both of them. As well as keep an eye on those Callsigns. [and that Kilo individual.]