[It's a canny escape, avoiding both her look in return and the first impulse to say— she doesn't know what. But there is something just there behind her teeth that doesn't have the time to develop past the breath required to speak it before he's barrel rolled beyond the threshold.
That inhale will have to satisfy itself with being exhaled again, just like she will have to satisfy herself with shuffling her papers around instead of crossing her arms until the heat under her collar can be induced to fade.]
That isn't at all what I meant, [she insists to the empty room once she has decided that's true. It's very annoying that it takes so long to arrive there, she decides also. And equally so that no one is around to hear her say so.]
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That inhale will have to satisfy itself with being exhaled again, just like she will have to satisfy herself with shuffling her papers around instead of crossing her arms until the heat under her collar can be induced to fade.]
That isn't at all what I meant, [she insists to the empty room once she has decided that's true. It's very annoying that it takes so long to arrive there, she decides also. And equally so that no one is around to hear her say so.]