[He really doesn't even start to follow her when she starts on her way, allowing that tug to his arm to be what gets him going. He watches her, his fingers loose in her grip, maybe a twitch to one as he thinks about curling them around her hand, but he decides against it. Fins perking as she starts to talk, he's almost certain he has an idea of where this might be going, while he hasn't been her moirail for a good seven or so earth months, there's just certain things about people of importance you don't forget and as thoughtless as Eridan can be towards other people, those subtle clues aren't something he's ever overlooked when it came to his ex-moirail.]
Oh? Well, go ahead, I'm not goin' to make guesses at what you might or might not be talkin' about.
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Oh? Well, go ahead, I'm not goin' to make guesses at what you might or might not be talkin' about.