[The boy listens. Though reserved, he is attentive, taking in her words and thinking over them. If she isn't accustomed to cooking, he thinks, apples suited to fresh eating are probably the better thing to start off with for her.
So wrapped up in this thought process is he that, when she asks him if he is buying for his family, the question takes him completely off-guard. He tenses, the movement abrupt, his fingers wrapping, white-knuckled, around the handle of the basket he carries on one arm. His throat tightens without a sound.
For the span of three seconds, he is as still as a statue. Then, he breathes in — deep, measured — exhaling softly after.
His expression is more distant — more guarded — but his limbs relax.]
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So wrapped up in this thought process is he that, when she asks him if he is buying for his family, the question takes him completely off-guard. He tenses, the movement abrupt, his fingers wrapping, white-knuckled, around the handle of the basket he carries on one arm. His throat tightens without a sound.
For the span of three seconds, he is as still as a statue. Then, he breathes in — deep, measured — exhaling softly after.
His expression is more distant — more guarded — but his limbs relax.]
......No. They've been gone a long time.