Blackfoot Forest [m] I think that she knows, can't keep sealed tight

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He wanted to help, to be one of the good ones; how many times had she heard that? It might have been laughable if it didn't still hurt so much. Reverie was again reminded of Boone, who had always needed to save the world like he'd needed air in his lungs.

She stepped closer. I don't need your help, she might have said; I don't trust you. That would have been the truth.

I can think of a few things I might ask, Her voice was softer now, more inviting than it'd been; if Cole meant to offer her kindness, let him see exactly what kind of woman she was. Not quite a warrior-queen or a damsel in distress — just another drifter who took her pleasures where she could, just some wildwood creature wrought in the same blood and sinew as any other. Another step brought her closer, boldly so. Help isn't the first thing that comes to mind.

If he wasn't here to fight, she wanted him to fuck her.