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There were a lot of thoughts filling the space between them, making Weejay feel very far away. It wasn't like it was entirely unpleasant to Eljay; he wasn't in a panic about it, he just wasn't sure what he should do and he was feeling uncertain and doubtful. Torn between two things — running off with Maia or staying here and hoping that she'd come here — and it felt as though he was being tug-o-warred by these two options. He wasn't tearing at the seams yet, though.

Weejay suggested that maybe it wouldn't play out that way and that he wouldn't know until the time came, anyway. Yeah, maybe, he said with a thoughtful sigh. Enough to think about, anyway. He smiled as Weejay reached out to nuzzle his cheeks. We'll see where it goes. He sounded unsure still, but he also knew himself well enough that it wouldn't help to think about it too much right now. It was easier to try and drown the feelings with other things.