{ clearing his throat softly, trying to find a proper way to word his offer, but there wasn’t really a proper way to say it at all } ”I want you to come with me—- & before you run off, at least consider it.”
[ her eyes widened from his overture and she almost choked on her own spit. the thought of running away with him was just b i z a r r e. why ever would she do such a thing? what was his motive to consider her? ]
