His heart still throbbed in his throat, but at least it was slowing. He worked to match his breaths to hers.
“Or,” he said, “the more I fixate about that threat, the cost is … this. Us. So I should try to make peace. Which I knew. My subconscious just needs to catch up.”
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Date: 2025-06-01 11:11 pm (UTC)“Or,” he said, “the more I fixate about that threat, the cost is … this. Us. So I should try to make peace. Which I knew. My subconscious just needs to catch up.”