[ With both of them hesitating to take the next step, the silence seems to stretch on and threaten to push a wedge between the pair—and that was the last thing she wanted. Even though she had a vague idea of what might be going through his mind, given similar thoughts were beginning to descend upon her as well, to have come this far together only to end on such a note just wasn't right.
And then, as if to answer an unspoken plea, the music's return brings with it a soothing calm. Noticing the other people in the hall begin to move with the much slower tempo, the girl reaches up to lightly place a finger against those parted lips. Words wouldn't be enough to express her what she wanted to or help her sort out those feelings more quickly tonight, but there was still the small hope that she would be able to communicate her own gratitude toward him.
For him, for his understanding and patience that went beyond that night at the party. He was still respecting her request, and right now a part of her was regretting having placed down that line when it was clear they both had things to say. But it would be for the better, because when the time came to resolve what it was she felt and give him an answer, she wanted it to be sincere and unclouded.
So following the example of others around them, she gently squeezed the hand in hers and began to lead them in swaying to the melody slowly, eyes full of encouragement despite the anxiety of their situation. If he worried over whether whether the actions of tonight had been theirs, then it was up to her to reassure him that they were. ]
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And then, as if to answer an unspoken plea, the music's return brings with it a soothing calm. Noticing the other people in the hall begin to move with the much slower tempo, the girl reaches up to lightly place a finger against those parted lips. Words wouldn't be enough to express her what she wanted to or help her sort out those feelings more quickly tonight, but there was still the small hope that she would be able to communicate her own gratitude toward him.
For him, for his understanding and patience that went beyond that night at the party. He was still respecting her request, and right now a part of her was regretting having placed down that line when it was clear they both had things to say. But it would be for the better, because when the time came to resolve what it was she felt and give him an answer, she wanted it to be sincere and unclouded.
So following the example of others around them, she gently squeezed the hand in hers and began to lead them in swaying to the melody slowly, eyes full of encouragement despite the anxiety of their situation. If he worried over whether whether the actions of tonight had been theirs, then it was up to her to reassure him that they were. ]