[ That is the only reassurance she can muster. Even if the wine was driving everything else about him, his words... his intent, to protect, she understood that.
As much as that made it all the more difficult. Perhaps she would have to only treasure the moment, if the kiss was false, even if he would never kiss her again, not like that, and certainly not, if he knew - as though he'd be even to able look at her again, with eyes like that. No, she'd see in his eyes the way he'd spoken about Besithia, the scowl and the disgust. She couldn't shake the thought.
What was required? She was thinking too much about this. She was still anothers, and Cor was compromised, with some space they both would be fine. Perhaps. It would be hard. They could talk about other things. It would be better. It had all gone to her head too. She had not yet moved his hand away from her. What was she doing.
There's a faint rustle, as Kova moves to plant himself between their feet at last, and meow upward, trying to jump to her arms. ]
... Kova, that is not necessary. We are saying good night.
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Date: 2020-01-09 06:51 am (UTC)[ That is the only reassurance she can muster. Even if the wine was driving everything else about him, his words... his intent, to protect, she understood that.
As much as that made it all the more difficult. Perhaps she would have to only treasure the moment, if the kiss was false, even if he would never kiss her again, not like that, and certainly not, if he knew - as though he'd be even to able look at her again, with eyes like that. No, she'd see in his eyes the way he'd spoken about Besithia, the scowl and the disgust. She couldn't shake the thought.
What was required? She was thinking too much about this. She was still anothers, and Cor was compromised, with some space they both would be fine. Perhaps. It would be hard. They could talk about other things. It would be better. It had all gone to her head too. She had not yet moved his hand away from her. What was she doing.
There's a faint rustle, as Kova moves to plant himself between their feet at last, and meow upward, trying to jump to her arms. ]
... Kova, that is not necessary. We are saying good night.