There might or might not be a small flush at his clear remembrance of that day, of course he was going to remember she didn’t expected otherwise from him, just like she hadn’t forgotten her reaction to that. It had been the first time someone, asides from her mother, had called her cute and she had been just too shocked to stop him from wiping the blood from her face and then telling him not to walk her home later that day, since he wanted to make sure she didn’t got into more trouble. “God, I am sure that was going to be one of the stories you’re going were going to tell our respective grandchildren to amuse them or something.”
She rolled her eyes just a bit. “You’re way too cocky sometimes, Buck.” But she didn’t wanted to admit that yes, his charm sometimes worked with her as well, he didn’t needed to have that confirmed. She was quiet for a bit while she listened to him, she knew there was probably more to the experience, things he will rather not talk about and will probably never be ready to say. “They are going to question you.” It left her lips before she could stop it. “They are going to ask you what happened and maybe sent you back home, I am not sure yet.”
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She rolled her eyes just a bit. “You’re way too cocky sometimes, Buck.” But she didn’t wanted to admit that yes, his charm sometimes worked with her as well, he didn’t needed to have that confirmed. She was quiet for a bit while she listened to him, she knew there was probably more to the experience, things he will rather not talk about and will probably never be ready to say. “They are going to question you.” It left her lips before she could stop it. “They are going to ask you what happened and maybe sent you back home, I am not sure yet.”