[ It's a little less warm when he lets his hand fall away, as the curtain of her hair falls over her face again. The cat seemed intent to take up the space, as she finally stooped just enough to gather him in her arms, before rising again. It was not the same, even if the cat was acting of his own whims, a minor buffering of lost comfort. He meows again, in response to Cor's words, though not as insistently; it seems the message was gotten.
Then Cor looks back to her, and for a moment her words seem to be stolen again, but she recovers, inclining her head. It was an out, an out for both of them, with neither of them needing to hastily leave as much as instincts were blurred. They were adults, this was... reasonable. ]
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Date: 2020-01-12 08:03 am (UTC)[ It's a little less warm when he lets his hand fall away, as the curtain of her hair falls over her face again. The cat seemed intent to take up the space, as she finally stooped just enough to gather him in her arms, before rising again. It was not the same, even if the cat was acting of his own whims, a minor buffering of lost comfort. He meows again, in response to Cor's words, though not as insistently; it seems the message was gotten.
Then Cor looks back to her, and for a moment her words seem to be stolen again, but she recovers, inclining her head. It was an out, an out for both of them, with neither of them needing to hastily leave as much as instincts were blurred. They were adults, this was... reasonable. ]
Good night, Cor. Be well.