[quote=@Plank Sinatra]
[color=ed1c24][h3]Angel Ferrara[/h3][/color]

He nearly hugged her.

He was in the process of one. His face had softened past even the point of his usual gentle androgyny, and his right arm was raised to slip around Cyare's shoulders if need be. But then his arm crooked over again to fix his own wet hair, playing off the motion. Like it'd never happened.

One of the first things he had learned from the world is that people don't want hugs as much as you might think. And that sadness, when someone presents a target by getting too close, can lash out as something else entirely. Then it just went back and forth and...

...

Angel wanted to say something to Cyare about that, apologize back to her for shying away from her so much.

But it would take too long to explain.

[color=ed1c24]"You're okay. You couldn't have known, honest. No sweat, okay?"[/color]
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[h1]Cyare Staunton[/h1]

"However I could have been more tactful." A faint hint of wryness manifested in a twitch at the corners of her mouth while she glanced over at Ferrara again. "Tact is supposed to be my forte. In more ways than you are aware."

She crossed her arms casually, slipping her hands under her arms and regarding her erstwhile compatriot with a composed expression much more akin to her norm. The faintest rise and fall of her shoulders indicated a shrug, and she directed her attention to the hall again while she resumed walking at a much more efficient pace. "Your understanding is appreciated, nevertheless. See your associate anywhere?"