She feels numb, almost robotic in her movements and it takes everything in her to roll along with the bits of sentiment that he shows that somehow feels hurried even though it's not. Maybe it was because deep down she knows how eager he is to get out of there -- be free of whatever this is and get back to safe and familiar and comfortable. Laura can't fault him for that. At least he'll leave oblivious and happy and in hindsight, maybe it will help keep the topic of discussion off her, as she's sure it's come up already.

The kiss is nice, almost too soft for the things they've been up to and there's a flicker of desire that he'd claimed her mouth hard and fast just so she can feel whatever it is he's trying to convey. There are so many conflicting motions.

She gives him another smile, albeit a little more forced this time and nods again. At this point, she's feeling more and more like a bobblehead sitting on someone's car dash.

Please, just go.