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He could have said anything at all to her in that moment, all soft-voiced with his hand on hers, and she'd likely have melted. "mmmm?" It's nothing more than a vocalized exhale, and Flora is absolutely sure that this is the moment. The moment he says there's only one thing he needs to feel better, the moment he strips off his shirt and says he needs her to check and see if he's hurt anywhere else, the moment this story goes from adventure heroine to romance.
Deflating, Flora's emotional metronome sharply swings as she looks down at the bloody (ruined) scarf in her hands. "Well, as nice as that sounds, maybe I'll just wait around here and see if someone with a bit more of a gentle touch comes along." There had been no makeout session and tag along if you want wasn't really an invitation, so at least if Jack was just going to leave her here, he'd have to do so with the knowledge she'd find someone else. Because you know, making Jack jealous was certainly more top of mind than staying safe.
Deflating, Flora's emotional metronome sharply swings as she looks down at the bloody (ruined) scarf in her hands. "Well, as nice as that sounds, maybe I'll just wait around here and see if someone with a bit more of a gentle touch comes along." There had been no makeout session and tag along if you want wasn't really an invitation, so at least if Jack was just going to leave her here, he'd have to do so with the knowledge she'd find someone else. Because you know, making Jack jealous was certainly more top of mind than staying safe.
