[Cheyenne can sense that change in him. She can sense the anxiety wash over as his soul begins to waver from the sudden burst of intense emotion. She's so hungry, so hungry, that it's almost enough to make her forget the well-being of the person in her arms altogether and simply tear out his soul here and now.]
[Almost.]
[But despite the negative feelings she can sense coming off from him, there's another feeling inside herself. She doesn't quite understand it. It feels so familiar... has she done this before? Impossible. The only person she's ever hugged like this was--]
Luke. [Quickly, all too quickly, she drops her arms and forces herself away from him, knocking herself down to the ground in the process. The haramaki falls beside her, but it doesn't matter. Her eyes are closed. And the moment she's no longer touching him, those negative feelings disappear.]
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[Almost.]
[But despite the negative feelings she can sense coming off from him, there's another feeling inside herself. She doesn't quite understand it. It feels so familiar... has she done this before? Impossible. The only person she's ever hugged like this was--]
Luke. [Quickly, all too quickly, she drops her arms and forces herself away from him, knocking herself down to the ground in the process. The haramaki falls beside her, but it doesn't matter. Her eyes are closed. And the moment she's no longer touching him, those negative feelings disappear.]