[ she does. once she got up, all of her usual stubbornness bled out of her, any will to argue his kindness.
she sits, slow but accepting. she feels sluggish, unconsciously leaning against him, overwarm and tired. she presses her hands to her cheeks briefly, taking a breath through her mouth, wiping her hands away, pushing her hair back.
the motion slows over her ears and she sighs, letting her hands fall away. she'd forgotten that change. her worrying before had distracted her.
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she sits, slow but accepting. she feels sluggish, unconsciously leaning against him, overwarm and tired. she presses her hands to her cheeks briefly, taking a breath through her mouth, wiping her hands away, pushing her hair back.
the motion slows over her ears and she sighs, letting her hands fall away. she'd forgotten that change. her worrying before had distracted her.
she'll feel ugly about it later. ]