Date: 2007-10-16 07:20 am (UTC)
No, she really didn't understand what that meant to him. She was still a little too caught up in her own freakout, and though she wasn't unsympathetic she also didn't really have the background necessary to understand fully the idea of loss of control.

"I just. I...we're friends. Right?" Pathetic. But she couldn't help remembering that idea of not intensifying a bond they already didn't know what to do with.

"I wasn't particularly...controlled, either. So."
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