( it doesn't take him long to realize that she hasn't followed. he casts his senses, again, wider this time, and is met by more of that oppressive silence.
she could be masking herself. she'd done so before ㅡ and, by all accounts, was quite adept at the skill if his months of chasing her had been any indication. it would be a cruel trick to play, considering.
fingers lift to rub at the bridge of his nose, a frustrated breath whistling through his teeth. he allows himself a moment to entertain the thought of leaving her to her fate and continuing on his own path. just a moment.
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she could be masking herself. she'd done so before ㅡ and, by all accounts, was quite adept at the skill if his months of chasing her had been any indication. it would be a cruel trick to play, considering.
fingers lift to rub at the bridge of his nose, a frustrated breath whistling through his teeth. he allows himself a moment to entertain the thought of leaving her to her fate and continuing on his own path. just a moment.
then, he turns and starts retracing his steps. )