I don't know. I don't think so. I don't want her to.
[ His alarm is rushed and barely above monotone in an effort for self-control. Salome's next order is a relief, snapping him out of the trap of his own thoughts. ]
Okay.
[ To the trees. He gets ready to let her down when they make it there. ]
no subject
[ His alarm is rushed and barely above monotone in an effort for self-control. Salome's next order is a relief, snapping him out of the trap of his own thoughts. ]
Okay.
[ To the trees. He gets ready to let her down when they make it there. ]