[Ivar sinks back down into his wheelchair, his arms trembling a little, but not from the effort of holding himself up. That was a much more intimate moment than he's ever shared with a woman. Just pure sex didn't even come close to it.]
We should go back inside. It's late.
[It's a retreat, something that's a product of his mind not knowing how to deal with the situation at hand. When Ivar doesn't know how to deal with a situation, he has to think, analyze it, and approach it from all angles until he knows exactly what he's going to do. There's too many emotions involved right now and he has to dissect them.
Without waiting for Letha to answer, he turns his wheelchair in an abrupt manner that makes the wheels scrape harshly against the ground, and he goes back inside.]
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Date: 2017-04-20 06:44 am (UTC)We should go back inside. It's late.
[It's a retreat, something that's a product of his mind not knowing how to deal with the situation at hand. When Ivar doesn't know how to deal with a situation, he has to think, analyze it, and approach it from all angles until he knows exactly what he's going to do. There's too many emotions involved right now and he has to dissect them.
Without waiting for Letha to answer, he turns his wheelchair in an abrupt manner that makes the wheels scrape harshly against the ground, and he goes back inside.]