[ She could swear that she actively feels warmer when he finishes clasping the chain. Maybe it's just the wine; she absolutely did not stop drinking just because she came back to Cadens. Drinking less, slightly, but she may have enchanted one of her bags to be able to store many more bottles of Lunaen wine than it should have been able to. There are glasses on the table now.
Suits you, he says when she turns around, and for a split second, she can feel tears well in the corner of her eyes. You see me, she thinks, and never in her goddamn life has she ever felt so overwhelmingly happy that she thought she might cry.
Fuck. She lets out a breath, moving herself to his lap, facing him. Her hands shake a little when she puts her hand on his cheek. ]
Thank you. [ It's the only thing she can think to murmur. She refuses to dignify this emotional slip with any further attention, so she kisses him. ]
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Suits you, he says when she turns around, and for a split second, she can feel tears well in the corner of her eyes. You see me, she thinks, and never in her goddamn life has she ever felt so overwhelmingly happy that she thought she might cry.
Fuck. She lets out a breath, moving herself to his lap, facing him. Her hands shake a little when she puts her hand on his cheek. ]
Thank you. [ It's the only thing she can think to murmur. She refuses to dignify this emotional slip with any further attention, so she kisses him. ]