“Nothing a fast walk won’t cure, I’m sure,” Tess said, glib – not quite teasing, not quite sympathetic. He would be fine: he was probably all muscle from the work or the fighting, anyway.
After all, she had decided, a few days ago, that she worried too much about other people, and needed to lighten up. Surprisingly, it had actually worked in reality – she felt lighter already, about caring less. She stuffed her hands heedlessly in her (well, not her) coat pockets. “But I’m pretty warm. I was going to take another turn.” She nodded down the street, towards the park, in an idle invitation.
After all, she had decided, a few days ago, that she worried too much about other people, and needed to lighten up. Surprisingly, it had actually worked in reality – she felt lighter already, about caring less. She stuffed her hands heedlessly in her (well, not her) coat pockets. “But I’m pretty warm. I was going to take another turn.” She nodded down the street, towards the park, in an idle invitation.
