[ Half a laugh - for the joke, or the strange relief of it. Of being so near. ]
Yeah, since Remember to Pay.
[ Since she came back to herself. Maybe then. Maybe a little later. He's always had eyes, but: Another life, a stall at the market,
His hands are hot. Nice. They're so often cold, ache in the small hours of the night, and he knows why as surely as he doesn't need to think of it now. Cedric's chin tips, cants to meet her. It is,
A bad day to have chosen armor. He'd stand another hour to hold her like this, watching muscles splay; the drift of her balance in his. Kneel in the dirt if she’d let him, just to feel the tug of her knuckles. But there's an open yard. But there's the fence between them. But there's this fucking tasset, ]
D'you wanna get out of here?
[ There's a whole city beyond this little island. There's also a bath, which he sorely needs. ]
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Yeah, since Remember to Pay.
[ Since she came back to herself. Maybe then. Maybe a little later. He's always had eyes, but: Another life, a stall at the market,
His hands are hot. Nice. They're so often cold, ache in the small hours of the night, and he knows why as surely as he doesn't need to think of it now. Cedric's chin tips, cants to meet her. It is,
A bad day to have chosen armor. He'd stand another hour to hold her like this, watching muscles splay; the drift of her balance in his. Kneel in the dirt if she’d let him, just to feel the tug of her knuckles. But there's an open yard. But there's the fence between them. But there's this fucking tasset, ]
D'you wanna get out of here?
[ There's a whole city beyond this little island. There's also a bath, which he sorely needs. ]