[ there's something in her response he takes in with a light tilt of his head; it is a measured silence, one filled with a brief contemplation. ]
Miss Akua... I trust you.
[ he feels she needs it said as much as Abel feels like saying it. he wants there to be no uncertainty, no open-endedness in this: they stand where they stand, and he feels strongly about his security with her at his back. ]
no subject
Miss Akua... I trust you.
[ he feels she needs it said as much as Abel feels like saying it. he wants there to be no uncertainty, no open-endedness in this: they stand where they stand, and he feels strongly about his security with her at his back. ]
With my back or at my side.