What's next?
What???
The surprise nullifies you. As she pulls her head back, smiling, you just stand there, unsure what to say, or even think in these moments.
Elena stops too, as she recognizes your uneasiness. Her smile becomes a single line. Then she starts to look around, said or sorry, perhaps both.
"I'm sorry, I just... We almost got enslaved. Then we almost died. Then we almost got enslaved again. And I just... I always wanted to do this."
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