[ The touch is easy to settle into. It reminds her of that night in the mall's dark underbelly, where his touch encouraged her as much as his words. She doesn't need him or anyone else to be brave, but—
It means something, to be accepted along with the dark truths so normally hidden, and that provides a different manner of courage. Something less isolated.
The grip on her mask tightens in anticipation, though when the door does creak open, it's...just an empty hallway. Still unsettling and dark, but unencumbered by hauntings at the moment. She might be foolish enough to feel relief as she steps out to glance around. ]
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It means something, to be accepted along with the dark truths so normally hidden, and that provides a different manner of courage. Something less isolated.
The grip on her mask tightens in anticipation, though when the door does creak open, it's...just an empty hallway. Still unsettling and dark, but unencumbered by hauntings at the moment. She might be foolish enough to feel relief as she steps out to glance around. ]