His heart raced slightly,but seconds later Zio remained calm. He pulled back a little,looking at her with an embarrassed blush.
His heart raced slightly,but seconds later Zio remained calm. He pulled back a little,looking at her with an embarrassed blush.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

"D-don't..." She paused. "...Don't be ashamed."
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"H-How can I not be?..I just confessed to someone.." Zio wasn't even sure she felt the same way.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

"Just...Be quiet for a while."
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He fell silent, just like she had asked him to.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

"Good...I think we both need some time to think."
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The atmosphere turned a bit awkward for him now...after all,he was still holding her as he sat. Not to mention the lingering doubt that she didn't feel the same way as him. Zio stared off into the cave for no apparent reason.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

She objectively stared the opposite way. In her own mind, she was more confused than ever about how she felt.
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He rested her down on the ground,and scooted away a little. The situation turning from saving someone's life to..a dead uncomfortable silence. Zio faced away from her looking at the exit of the cave.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

She mumbled something indistinct at that point, apparently in two minds over whether she wanted to be heard or not.
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A certain part of him had actually regretted saying such thing's the silence was just too much to bear..was a straight answer so difficult? Zio thought as he got up and headed for the exit,not wanting to stick around and let his doubt linger.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

Bella got up.
"...Never mind, then..." she said to herself.
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It seemed as though through his eyes, his confession did more harm than good. He took a cigarette out of his pocket,and lit it..he hadn't smoked in a while,but the way he felt right now..Zio deserved it.
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."

Bella was on the verge of saying something, but stopped herself, for some unclear reason.
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Instead of pointing out where to go like usual, Zio just walked towards the exit, knowing she'd most likely follow..that whole situation ended on a sour note..
“Death is not a hunter unbeknownst to its prey, one is always aware that it lies in wait. Though life is merely a journey to the grave, it must not be undertaken without hope. Only then will a traveler’s story live on, treasured by those who bid him farewell."
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