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He didn't agree to it. She considered forcing the issue but decided to drop it with a tired breath out instead. Maybe it wouldn't matter anyway. None of this did so long as it was just the two of them, and for now, his intentions seemed to be fine. He had agreed previously, if his feelings were 'strong enough'. She'd let that be enough for now.

It was a pretty sentence, that this meant more than he could express, but she wondered if he only said it to appease her. It turned out there was one arena still where she had yet to trust, but he likely already knew this. She refused to concern herself with if this would ever be more than a transaction. No mateship could really claim to be more than that.

Before she'd even realized what she was doing, she'd settled herself back into her jaded place. His touch was welcome, but it didn't dispel the walls that remounted themselves around her.

If you ever find the words, trust that I can take them. I promise I won't ever be too afraid to tell you what I'm thinking. And that I only lie when it doesn't matter. Her expression did twist up to a bit of a smile at that. It's on you to guess when that is. She was mostly joking, but this conversation had been a lot and she needed the break for a touch of insincerity. Too much honesty in one sitting left her feeling slightly defensive, similar to if she'd bared her throat to him.

Or I could just read your future and learn everything I'd ever need to know. Fennec leaned to find him, then tugged playfully at the fur near his shoulder. Her doubts about all of this wouldn't disappear overnight, but the agreement they'd made wouldn't either. That was a bridge they could cross when they needed to.