[She lets him pull away, drops her hands back to her lap and settles with her back against the pew again, until he gets the words out. Friends. Friends are dangerous.
Friends are a comfort.
She wants the comfort, but can't stand the way it overwhelms her, reminds her that what she cares about can be used against her.]
I wouldn't be here for an enemy.
[It surprises her, a little, that the suggestion is true. that maybe they are friends.]
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Friends are a comfort.
She wants the comfort, but can't stand the way it overwhelms her, reminds her that what she cares about can be used against her.]
I wouldn't be here for an enemy.
[It surprises her, a little, that the suggestion is true. that maybe they are friends.]