[ She agrees with gentle smile, then looks over his face with a flicker of her eyes. ]
You always look so tired. [ She smooths her fingertip across his cheekbone, just under the dark circles that dominate his face. ] We can talk, and you can sleep if you want. I'm okay if you end up staying.
[ It's so odd for her to feel that way. But she's speaking sincerely. ]
So where do you want to start? With limits? [ That's what caused the idea of a talk to come up, after all. ]
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[ She agrees with gentle smile, then looks over his face with a flicker of her eyes. ]
You always look so tired. [ She smooths her fingertip across his cheekbone, just under the dark circles that dominate his face. ] We can talk, and you can sleep if you want. I'm okay if you end up staying.
[ It's so odd for her to feel that way. But she's speaking sincerely. ]
So where do you want to start? With limits? [ That's what caused the idea of a talk to come up, after all. ]