Oh wow. So you're in the future. [She's aiming for playful, to try and brighten his spirits up. No, she hasn't a clue what they're in for. She's still idealistic, thinking they can take them down from the inside, do some good. Fred has no idea what's in store for them, the end that waits for them all.
His hands drop though, and she's not sure how she feels about it. She doesn't expect anything of course. There's been this walking on eggshells, not really speaking on it, but she's aware of it. Her and Charles no longer were a thing. Of course she would always care about him, too, but she doesn't know where her and Wesley stand, and she's not entirely sure if right now is the point to bring it up. So she places her hands on her lap, finger idly fidgeting with the skin on her nail.]
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His hands drop though, and she's not sure how she feels about it. She doesn't expect anything of course. There's been this walking on eggshells, not really speaking on it, but she's aware of it. Her and Charles no longer were a thing. Of course she would always care about him, too, but she doesn't know where her and Wesley stand, and she's not entirely sure if right now is the point to bring it up. So she places her hands on her lap, finger idly fidgeting with the skin on her nail.]