I know you don't wanna turn me into your puppet
Jude hands her the bag he'd packed as if in a dream. It feels like moments ago he'd been grabbing her socks from the dresser and packing her toothbrush, and now he's asking for time apart. The self-hating part of his brain shrieks in panic, telling him he's going to ruin things by doing this. But he needs it. He can't imagine staying here right now, and nothing Sohalia can say - or even has said - can comfort him right now.
"Just home," he murmurs, feeling like he needs to leave now or he'll bend to the emotion plainly showing on her face. "With mom and dad. Not out and about." So she'll be able to visit Torchline and the Greatwood all she likes if she doesn't come straight to his door. Jude doubts he'll feel up for going outside much. Taking the strap of his own bag in hand, ignoring how it shakes, he steps sideways down the stoop's steps and further away from her. He can't even summon an embrace or a kiss goodbye. "You can write. Tell me when you've...figured out how you feel." Hopefully by then he'll know the same.
Jerking his head in a spasm of curls reminiscent of a goodbye, Jude turns on his heel and simply walks away, because he doesn't know what else to do.
"Just home," he murmurs, feeling like he needs to leave now or he'll bend to the emotion plainly showing on her face. "With mom and dad. Not out and about." So she'll be able to visit Torchline and the Greatwood all she likes if she doesn't come straight to his door. Jude doubts he'll feel up for going outside much. Taking the strap of his own bag in hand, ignoring how it shakes, he steps sideways down the stoop's steps and further away from her. He can't even summon an embrace or a kiss goodbye. "You can write. Tell me when you've...figured out how you feel." Hopefully by then he'll know the same.
Jerking his head in a spasm of curls reminiscent of a goodbye, Jude turns on his heel and simply walks away, because he doesn't know what else to do.
But what if I just always dance around on your string?
Jude
