He wouldn't stop her. It wouldn't be befitting the moment, and certainly with everything, it could be seen as a slap in the face, or masochistic, or even sadistic. It was now that he noticed that his left hand had been clenched, fingers digging into the palm. If not for the gloves, it would be likely that his nails would have dug into his flesh and drawn blood. Was it the tension of the moment, or some involuntary tic? He didn't have an answer for that.
In the end, time is a stream, and the past was an island that one could never return to. Here it diverged, and the two would swim in separate rivers.
The man turned as well, leaving the empty hangar.
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Re: Long Overdue [ME1, Preferably Closed]
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"All journeys end..."
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Carries: Lightsaber, Modded Heavy Battle Armor, Cascader, Utility Belt
"All journeys end..."
Avatar/image by Dice