His eyes narrowed on her. There really was something she wasn't telling him. Why? She asked for trust, but that seemed to be an awfully one-sided request these days.
"I trust you," he said. But the words came out clipped, and Korbin set the lute down and pushed himself off the bed. Got to his feet, and shoved his hands down the pockets again. "If you don't want to tell me it's fine."
Only, it didn't feel fine at all. Since when did they keep secrets from one another? More things than one had chanced, and Korbin didn't think it was all on him.
He headed for the door, to make for the kitchen and the waiting ningos.
"I trust you," he said. But the words came out clipped, and Korbin set the lute down and pushed himself off the bed. Got to his feet, and shoved his hands down the pockets again. "If you don't want to tell me it's fine."
Only, it didn't feel fine at all. Since when did they keep secrets from one another? More things than one had chanced, and Korbin didn't think it was all on him.
He headed for the door, to make for the kitchen and the waiting ningos.
korbin
Deep into that darkness peering, Long I stood there
Wondering, Fearing
