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[entreats]

[ She's not even sure how she feels. Angry, maybe, even though she's not sure why. Helpless?

.. Scared?

It's already too hard to sort out for herself (especially when she isn't quite used to emotions this heavy), let alone tell anyone else about. Let alone this guy of all people. So after a moment she just lets the first thing on her mind slip out of her mouth-- ]

You better find me if I'm in a situation where I need help if you're really so desperate..! [ As if say "or else I won't ask." The most mature argument in response, clearly, despite their age difference. ]

[littlestguano]

[He turns fully again to face her, chin raised and eyes burning into hers though she can't tell from behind the mask.]

I will. [It's a foolish promise to make. One he has no way of keeping. That makes no difference though because he fully intends to find a way.

On that note he turns again, this time not waiting before grappling onto a nearby building and swinging away.]

[entreats]

[ Ange doesn't reply. He's already left, after all.

But even so, she's lingering on the spot for a moment, staring at he swings away - the guy who promised to protect her if anything was up. Who refused to let her die.

Her expression turns a little bit more soft and wry, allowing it to do that now there's no company, and she mumbles to herself. ]

.. this again, huh.

[ Once he's fully disappeared from sight, she turns on her heels, wandering on - but with a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. ]