[her fingers curl even more tightly around his, and she finds that in this moment, she isn't thinking about the game. isn't thinking about the fact that they're probably going to die here, sooner or later. she isn't thinking about strategies for winning, about who can or cannot be trusted, or about those who are still stuck on the train]

[underneath her fingers, she smiles, possibly a little more brilliantly than she's ever smiled in Whole Ass before (except, maybe, when Yuna called her a sister)]

Interesting. . . so this is why. . . [she's mumbling a bit to herself, but she isn't trying to muffle her voice, so he can definitely still hear her] It isn't just the action itself, but everything that goes along with it. My heart is pounding. My stomach is fluttering. My cheeks feel very hot, and I'm a bit lightheaded.

It's-- [how does she describe this? she feels happy, very happy, but that doesn't seem like enough] -- breathtaking. Oh, but in a good way.