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She blinked, obviously not expecting this reaction. "What? We don't know if it was true.."
She frowned, brushing his hair back. "I'm not sure.." It seemed she didn't know what to say or think. She hardly knew Ellis, only certain that...
"Even if he did," she told him, "it was because he was manipulated. And we don't even know the truth. It could be a lie or maybe not. We don't know."
"Emerson," she said, looking out the window. "Slow down.."
She was quiet for a bit before looking at him. "I'm sorry."
Rory frowned, pulling at Emerson's hand gently towards the car.
Rory said nothing, keeping hold of hand as she watched Paul uncertainly.
Rory squeezed his hand, her brows furrowing slightly.
She pulled away, obviously an instinctive reaction as she went behind Emerson further, her expression nervous.
She followed what he did, saying nothing as she watched the two interact.
She held his hand tightly, looking over at Emerson.
She took it, squeezing his hand. "Let's go look."
She leaned over to kiss his cheek before opening the door. "Let's go."
She smiled gently at him. "I like you a lot, you know."
She nodded, brushing his hair back gently.
She reached over, resting her hand on his shoulder and squeezing it reassuringly. "Once it's done, it's done."
She sat in the passenger side, watching out the window thoughtfully. She didn't comment on the slowdowns, feeling it would be better not to. "Are...
She relaxed, looking up at him. "Okay. I trust you. Let's go."
"I want to go," she reassured, shaking her head. "I trust that you'll be able to protect yourself and I."
She nodded, maybe a bit hesitant. "Okay. Let's go then."
