Date: 2011-11-11 05:29 am (UTC)
He waited to see if there was going to be an answer in all that babbling of hers and when she finally did answer and agreed he gave a half smile and waved her off towards his bike. Yes, that is again what he drove out here because that was all he owned at the moment. He brought her with him, pulling out the keys and climbing on, patting the rear seat for her to get onto. There wasn't much of a seat given that it was a sport bike, but she was stroke and steady and she wouldn't have a problem sitting there.

"Let's go," he said, not quite as cheerful as normal. "Tell me where I'm headed."
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