And I've got my mind.

[untodeath]

Who: Grell and William
When: October 6th
Where: Temple of Ma'at
What: There are apologies to be made.


text;

I'm outside. Come meet me?


[ The points of Grell's teeth press into her bottom lip, as she taps 'Send'.

Yes, she's feeling a tad anxious; she'd made a grievous mistake last night, and hasn't any idea how to make up for it. It isn't often that she regrets her actions - far more rare, is for her to bother addressing it at all.

This is William, however. More specifically, this concerns how she'd just thrown away the opportunity to taste success after a century-long pursuit of his affections. At the time, it made perfect sense to her, but now...

Now, she stands outside the entrance to his temple, waiting. Intruding would not do her any favors, at the moment, and she wouldn't care to bother with his shinki, either. Not while she has so much on her mind, and must command herself to focus. ]

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[untodeath]

[ Rolling over to mould into his side, Grell rests her head atop his shoulder, eyes fixed on the ceiling. ]

I'll wait, Will. You needn't worry about that. What you ought to tell me, is how you feel about this entire thing. About me.

[death_glare]

I feel it's worth something. That you mean enough to me to make me question the way
I thought I should act and think about all this.

[untodeath]

[ Hearing that, Grell relaxes into him, just a tad. A smile may twinge on her lips, even. ]

Well... I think, you must ask yourself why. Only then will you find your answer.

[death_glare]

[ He gives a hum that's somewhere between agreement and contemplation. ]

I will try not to keep you waiting too much longer.

[ With that, he's settling a bit more into the bedding. This entire morning has already been physically and mentally exhausting. ]

[untodeath]

[ Grell hums, in turn, whilst draping an arm over his middle. Giving a loving squeeze against his middle and nuzzling into his cheek, she inhales deeply and finds her energy once more! ]

Mm, I'll be looking forward to it.

[ Now, she'll be popping up to grab that tea, after all! ]