She maybe slow at times...she noticed something is off in his tone of voice. Etoile leans over to poke him lightly on his stomach."Are you forcing yourself to do what I want?" she asks bluntly.
Etoile steps back quickly to gather up her own things. She shoulders the bag and quickly grabs her torn up jacket. She follows behind him towards his bike.
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