Allison backed up, weight shifting, even as something about having to put anything into words made it more grating. It wasn't something she wanted to talk about. It wasn't something she wanted to have words about. It was almost breathless clear enough to be zoned when she had to thnk of only her body. She hated that this place thought it was allowed to keep using all she had left in the deepest, dark boxes of herself.

She brought her arms up, weight and tension shifting as she watched his own posture and postion, for the faintest hint of pre-movement. It all has to go somewhere eventually, doesn't it.