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❝ he trails off, unsure of where he wants his sentence to go. it's like he doesn't know how to approach the subject. he squeezes Salem's hand gently, trying to ground himself as he opens his mouth again.
"i don't know if i can trust you."
salem takes a deep breath, making sure to not look away from peter so he doesn't think she's uncomfortable in any way. "You don't have to trust me. I never expected you to trust me, especially after..."
she gestures to the suit on her door, shrugging her shoulders softly. the blood in his hair is starting to bother her, especially since it's sticking to his forehead. if a civilian saw him on the streets they'd think someone had tried to murder him. ❞
