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[He sees the ring rolling past him a little, and he reaches out to grab it so it won't go any further. After he does so he brings his hand up to his face, slowly opening it and looking at the ring resting in his palm.

...It has that mark on it, that eagle, so this is something related to her family even? It must be really important and all so.... she's giving it to him? Aw man, he could feel his heart pounding against his chest and he cursed himself for feeling this way, he felt so impossibly vulnerable and he hated it.

This was way too weird for him.

But he still stayed with his back to her, not moving yet.]

Fine.... I'll keep it, but you will tell him you're Ange eventually, that kind of secret won't be kept here for long, I know it.

[entreats]

.. I guess we'll see.

[ She doesn't want to tell him. Or rather, she wants to, but she knows she shouldn't - so she won't. Even if it's true that someone might tell him sooner or later, but maybe she can just make up an excuse by then, or.. well, anything else. It's something to think of later. But Ange is just stubborn once she's set her mind on something, really, just like in this case.

And she should leave already to go see Battler, but.. whatever. Not like he'll realise how time passes here, it's impossible to tell without text for clocks. She can just claim she was right in time all along.

Just so.. until then, she can sit here for a little more, with him, their backs against each other..

A breath. ] Thanks, Senji.