When he held onto her hand like that and looked as if he were trying to gain his calm again, she felt her face burn, feeling unfocused and unsettled now. Stupid. Had she not messed up out there it would have been fine. If she hadn't of tripped that line, she'd be FINE.
Instead she was wondering if he regretted having her as his partner right now instead of Ty Lee. Remembering how she moved in their spar didn't help Ahsoka at all. Instead her eyes focused on the ground and she took her hand back, holding it close to her side, fingers curling tight still.
Stupid. She felt stupid. The LOGICAL side of her told her that mentally whining about this was dumb. He didn't do anything wrong and she wasn't MAD at him, just herself. And she didn't really do anything wrong herself. She should just have pocketed the coms device is all. Here they were though, her mind so sure that Trunks would rather be working with Ty Lee, who no doubt would have weaved her way through this four times by now.
When Trunks stooped, she lifted her hand, as if to stop a knife from flying or something but... "Trunks!" She called out, pausing there. What ever fell was too small for her to have done anything about, and her eyes went wide as she held there, watchful. She could hold him there in the force if he needed but... "You okay?"
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Date: 2017-05-30 01:43 am (UTC)Instead she was wondering if he regretted having her as his partner right now instead of Ty Lee. Remembering how she moved in their spar didn't help Ahsoka at all. Instead her eyes focused on the ground and she took her hand back, holding it close to her side, fingers curling tight still.
Stupid. She felt stupid. The LOGICAL side of her told her that mentally whining about this was dumb. He didn't do anything wrong and she wasn't MAD at him, just herself. And she didn't really do anything wrong herself. She should just have pocketed the coms device is all. Here they were though, her mind so sure that Trunks would rather be working with Ty Lee, who no doubt would have weaved her way through this four times by now.
When Trunks stooped, she lifted her hand, as if to stop a knife from flying or something but... "Trunks!" She called out, pausing there. What ever fell was too small for her to have done anything about, and her eyes went wide as she held there, watchful. She could hold him there in the force if he needed but... "You okay?"