Date: 2010-10-12 06:10 am (UTC)
"We have," she confesses, heading for the ladder back down to the stables.

"And we will. After."

She jumps the last few rungs to the bottom, landing lightly, hands already fumbling in her pockets for her smokes.

She pauses with one dangling between her lips, watching him. "Unless you'd rather keep this -- " She gestures, indicating an indeterminate amount of space between them.
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