Dio tore her gaze from his and nodded, because even if there were doubts in her head about the accuracy of his statement, she couldn't say that aloud. He needed to think he was going to be okay if he was actually going to duel—which he seemed to be set on doing.
"Write to me when it's over, even if it's just to say you're well." She glanced up at him, just long enough to really take him in. She noted the color of his eyes—grey—and tried to think of a word to describe his hair color, just in case she never did see him again, but then dropped her gaze back to the floor again. "Goodbye, Ben," she said, trying not to make it sound so final.
"Write to me when it's over, even if it's just to say you're well." She glanced up at him, just long enough to really take him in. She noted the color of his eyes—grey—and tried to think of a word to describe his hair color, just in case she never did see him again, but then dropped her gaze back to the floor again. "Goodbye, Ben," she said, trying not to make it sound so final.
