[That remark earns her a soft, sincere chuckle. She's right, he won't fight her on it. It also warms him to know that she knows him well enough to joke like that.
His fingers span curiously over her tail, shifting to accomodate the closeness and allowing his eyes to shut. He decides to indulge her and in turn, indulges himself in the warmth of her touch. He feels that tail coil around his ankle, pleased that it gives him a reason to pretend as if he had other reasons to remain pinned her with her.
He settles into the couch, looking up at her through his lashes. His expression remains dull, but his eyes are searching hers.]
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His fingers span curiously over her tail, shifting to accomodate the closeness and allowing his eyes to shut. He decides to indulge her and in turn, indulges himself in the warmth of her touch. He feels that tail coil around his ankle, pleased that it gives him a reason to pretend as if he had other reasons to remain pinned her with her.
He settles into the couch, looking up at her through his lashes. His expression remains dull, but his eyes are searching hers.]
Why are you still kind?