She frowns, hating the distance he puts between them instantly, and feeling it viscerally in a way she didn't expect. Their coffee is almost ready, she notes, then she can go and sit with him. That will feel better, somehow. Inexplicably.
"I get that." And she does, but she wants to do something about it. Everything's chaotic now -- isn't she supposed to be a part of the solution? "You should take your time. Do it right."
Finally the coffee maker goes off and she hops down, pouring them each a nice hot black cup before bringing it over. She sets his down first then curls into the chair across from his with her own mug. The cookies get dropped in the middle of the table unceremoniously.
"...I'm kind of freaked out. Leadership isn't my strong suit." She takes a sip to cover up the fact that she just admitted something big. She knows it won't take him a beat to catch up.
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"I get that." And she does, but she wants to do something about it. Everything's chaotic now -- isn't she supposed to be a part of the solution? "You should take your time. Do it right."
Finally the coffee maker goes off and she hops down, pouring them each a nice hot black cup before bringing it over. She sets his down first then curls into the chair across from his with her own mug. The cookies get dropped in the middle of the table unceremoniously.
"...I'm kind of freaked out. Leadership isn't my strong suit." She takes a sip to cover up the fact that she just admitted something big. She knows it won't take him a beat to catch up.