[Did she just tuck her phone into her cleavage??? He tries not to openly gawk, but he's shocked. Modern women are dangerous, resourceful creatures...
The boat steadies beneath them, and Char waits until she's seated before stepping in himself. The petals drifting across the water catch the dim light, and for a moment he studies them instead of her— perhaps to give weight to his answer.]
Names... they've never come easy to me. Each one I've carried has left its mark.
[His gaze lifts back to her, steady, frank. He doesn't soften the truth, but neither does he hide behind it.]
Char will do. It's the name I chose for myself, and the one I've stood by through everything. If nothing else, it's honest enough for you and me both.
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The boat steadies beneath them, and Char waits until she's seated before stepping in himself. The petals drifting across the water catch the dim light, and for a moment he studies them instead of her— perhaps to give weight to his answer.]
Names... they've never come easy to me. Each one I've carried has left its mark.
[His gaze lifts back to her, steady, frank. He doesn't soften the truth, but neither does he hide behind it.]
Char will do. It's the name I chose for myself, and the one I've stood by through everything. If nothing else, it's honest enough for you and me both.