[That honestly surprises her, and it makes her look up from the floor and over to him. Everyone else had insisted that they would stay. That it would be okay. But not him.
She wants, so badly, to believe that he could stay, that he might be different than the others. That she won't have to be alone anymore. But the past has proven otherwise, and it's so hard to change that view when everything points towards it being true.
Still, there's something desperate in her expression as she watches him back away, something that pleads for him not to go. But she doesn't know what to say -- and there's no point in trying, anyways, right? -- so she just stays silent, staring wide-eyed at him]
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She wants, so badly, to believe that he could stay, that he might be different than the others. That she won't have to be alone anymore. But the past has proven otherwise, and it's so hard to change that view when everything points towards it being true.
Still, there's something desperate in her expression as she watches him back away, something that pleads for him not to go. But she doesn't know what to say -- and there's no point in trying, anyways, right? -- so she just stays silent, staring wide-eyed at him]