I see... walls, a steady floor... a lot of chairs.
[ she smiles, knowing that's not what he had meant. but she can't see anything, not in the way he can. all she can offer him is that. she's just a mere human who keeps needing him to protect her when she doesn't want that at all.
she should pull her arm from his touch, but she leaves it there. despite being stubborn enough to think she can do anything and everything, elena does like being looked after. ]
Did you want me to try and describe the wood? Because it looks like a type of oak.
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[ she smiles, knowing that's not what he had meant. but she can't see anything, not in the way he can. all she can offer him is that. she's just a mere human who keeps needing him to protect her when she doesn't want that at all.
she should pull her arm from his touch, but she leaves it there. despite being stubborn enough to think she can do anything and everything, elena does like being looked after. ]
Did you want me to try and describe the wood? Because it looks like a type of oak.