[She might have known shaking him wouldn't be that easy. But she just briefly flicks her gaze up to meet his before stepping through that door he so kindly - must've speed to get here so quickly - opened for her.
Sigh.
She doesn't know why he'd even bother coming back around to her.]
Lucky for Ian, maybe.
[And she sets off in vague hope that he will... go in the other direction.]
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Sigh.
She doesn't know why he'd even bother coming back around to her.]
Lucky for Ian, maybe.
[And she sets off in vague hope that he will... go in the other direction.]