[ his chin dips down a little further as she draws back, his eyes on her once again even as she looks away down the hall. only when she suggests that he choose does he turn his head, joining her gaze at the various doors. he moves slowly from the spot they occupied together, letting her hand drop away from his chest as he steps quietly forward in front of her.
he passes by the first couple of doors, slowly to a stop at one past them. he turns his head to regard it over his shoulder at first before turning the rest of his body to face it. he reaches out just as slowly to turn the knob, the movement both purposeful as well as cautious.
and thankfully, behind the door is stairs, nothing more. ]
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he passes by the first couple of doors, slowly to a stop at one past them. he turns his head to regard it over his shoulder at first before turning the rest of his body to face it. he reaches out just as slowly to turn the knob, the movement both purposeful as well as cautious.
and thankfully, behind the door is stairs, nothing more. ]