“.. Just stop your worrying, alright?.. I’m putting you down..”
"mmm... ill stop worrying when there's nothing to worry about thanks"
“.. Then I guess your gonna be worrying even in the afterlife, there’s danger everywhere. -.
"i guess i will!"
“…”
"hmph!"
She huffs, crossing her arms and turning away from him
.. Well, he simply kept on walking, his hood staying down as the shiny gray, (or well , silver), hair shined from the sun.
"...."
She turns around a lil, using this as an opportunity to admire him (weirdo)
(Not reeeeally, at least she isn’t staring at his ass- Tw T)
... true, but still.
After a while of walking in a very uncomfortable silence it becomes, um.. too much for dahlia to stand
"aghhh this is killing meeeeeee- say something im begging you!"
