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lips draw into a small frown at the mans statement, knowing there's some sort of lie behind it. everyone longs for something these days, but aiyla realizes that perhaps its easier to simply ignore. wanting, after all, can be a very dangerous thing. "are you sure?" she murmurs, casting him a lingering glance before padding into the kitchen and beginning to rummage through drawers. "no need. i knew i was coming with you, so why write what i wanted down when i could look for it myself? not that it's anything horribly exciting. an extra set of clothes. a pack of cards or a book. hygiene products." offering a shrug, light hues flicker up to him. "more worried about everyone else than myself, to be honest."













