[ A clamour of frenzied footsteps scale the steps behind him, the voices of disgruntled coworkers echoing through the lower levels. By the time she's reached him, her pace slows to a hesitated gait, until she pauses at the bottom of the stairwell.
For once, she finds herself tongue-tied. Everything she wants to say and everything she shouldn't becomes one mangled mess in her mind, and she has to wonder why she even came--
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For once, she finds herself tongue-tied. Everything she wants to say and everything she shouldn't becomes one mangled mess in her mind, and she has to wonder why she even came--
But she knew she had to.
Gripping at the rail, she chews at her lip. ]