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wanna wrap this one up?<3

he does not try to make her commit, but neither did phocion. and truthfully, neither had her first ill-fated man. wardruna had not asked anything of her. he'd only offered. hamartia holds little against any of them; though why make the offer if you shan't follow through? 

now here is govinda... not offering, precisely. dancing around the idea as she is. in a way, that reassures her, though she does not trust their avoidant movements to last forever. eventually there will be commitment, for that is the way of wolves. under his mournful gaze hamartia sighs, a soft sound of release, and inclines her silver capped head. "i suppose i will too," she consents. the words seem to take something from her, for she pulls back, suddenly all too aware of their proximity, her tail curling shyly around her hock. her gaze she keeps cool and aloof. "until our paths cross again," hamartia murmurs, letting the words hang in the space she previously occupied, a silver fish darting gracefully toward the groves.