"I will be careful," Courfeyrac said with a soft snort. He understood why she would keep that from him, but it still wounded his pride, just a little. Luckily though, her hand and his were so nicely intertwined that he was able to shake off that awkward feeling quite easily. He smiled back at her, aimlessly petting the ends of her hair with his fingers. "I will watch out for you, Cindy, even if I do not know where you are hiding."
He stayed still, holding her close, listening to the sound of her breathing and to the foreign ambient sounds of the building around them. Part of him wondered if they could just stay the way they were, hidden safely in the gift shop, tucked away from the rest of the Arena, though he immediately thought better of that pipe dream. This very moment was already stolen. It wasn't supposed to happen in the Arena, not with as much blood and horror as they'd been confronted with already. Anything more than their one, simple moment would be putting both of them at risk, and he had an obligation to Marius and the others to stay alive. They would not survive if he did not survive, and this tryst had already endangered the camp.
Besides, they'd been inside the shop itself for too long. Imagine someone had seen them enter. Cuddled up as they were, they would be sitting ducks to anyone with a mind to murder.
Courfeyrac sat up straight, reluctant to pull away from Cindy, but well aware that it was time to go. The expression on his face spoke to his hesitation more than anything else. "We both need to stay alive, my darling. It is likelier that we will succeed if we do not get too comfortable here, no?"
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He stayed still, holding her close, listening to the sound of her breathing and to the foreign ambient sounds of the building around them. Part of him wondered if they could just stay the way they were, hidden safely in the gift shop, tucked away from the rest of the Arena, though he immediately thought better of that pipe dream. This very moment was already stolen. It wasn't supposed to happen in the Arena, not with as much blood and horror as they'd been confronted with already. Anything more than their one, simple moment would be putting both of them at risk, and he had an obligation to Marius and the others to stay alive. They would not survive if he did not survive, and this tryst had already endangered the camp.
Besides, they'd been inside the shop itself for too long. Imagine someone had seen them enter. Cuddled up as they were, they would be sitting ducks to anyone with a mind to murder.
Courfeyrac sat up straight, reluctant to pull away from Cindy, but well aware that it was time to go. The expression on his face spoke to his hesitation more than anything else. "We both need to stay alive, my darling. It is likelier that we will succeed if we do not get too comfortable here, no?"