She’s been standing there for a while.

Not long enough to be obvious.

But long enough that she’s definitely thinking too hard about something.

Her posture is just a little too straight.

Her hands don’t quite know where to settle.

She glances at you.

Looks away.

Then back again.

There’s determination there.

Clear. Focused.

But it doesn’t match the situation.

Like she’s preparing for something far more serious than it should be.

And yet—

She hasn’t moved.

Not yet.

Like she’s still figuring out how to take the first step.