[Admittedly, she couldn't claim to know all that much about the subject. The extent of her knowledge was growing up watching her parents together, and what she felt for the oblivious blonde in front of her.] Heh... maybe we shouldn't be too harsh. Love makes people do crazy things sometimes. [Wasn't that how the saying went?]
You have no idea. [It was a good sign that he was laughing, right? Either way, she had to bite her tongue to keep from blurting out an answer to that particular question. No need to make things ridiculous.] You're so good to me. That's kind of a full-time job.
[But amazingly, she'd actually been a lot less likely to trip over nothing since they'd come here. It was almost amusing. Still, she didn't want to worry him for no reason.
She decided not to comment on that soft little 'okay', mostly because she had no idea what to say. What could she say to that, honestly?] Thank you for being so sweet.
[Well, it could've been worse. It occurred to her that they probably looked ridiculous, but she didn't really care at the moment. He did seem more relaxed now, and that had been her main concern.
Still, the purring was nice, comforting, even and she finds herself combing her fingers through his hair, nails lightly grazing his scalp. She was absolutely pushing it now, but it seemed safe enough, and it wasn't like she was giving away anything.]
You'd be surprised.
[It'd been on the tip of her tongue to thank him for being so sweet, and then he'd hit her with that, and she was suddenly swallowing the lump in her throat and blinking away unshed tears.
She couldn't even ask him not to call her that because she knew he was just being respectful. It certainly wasn't his fault that it killed her a little bit every time he said it.] I think you might be a little biased, though?
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You have no idea. [It was a good sign that he was laughing, right? Either way, she had to bite her tongue to keep from blurting out an answer to that particular question. No need to make things ridiculous.] You're so good to me. That's kind of a full-time job.
[But amazingly, she'd actually been a lot less likely to trip over nothing since they'd come here. It was almost amusing. Still, she didn't want to worry him for no reason.
She decided not to comment on that soft little 'okay', mostly because she had no idea what to say. What could she say to that, honestly?] Thank you for being so sweet.
[Well, it could've been worse. It occurred to her that they probably looked ridiculous, but she didn't really care at the moment. He did seem more relaxed now, and that had been her main concern.
Still, the purring was nice, comforting, even and she finds herself combing her fingers through his hair, nails lightly grazing his scalp. She was absolutely pushing it now, but it seemed safe enough, and it wasn't like she was giving away anything.]
You'd be surprised.
[It'd been on the tip of her tongue to thank him for being so sweet, and then he'd hit her with that, and she was suddenly swallowing the lump in her throat and blinking away unshed tears.
She couldn't even ask him not to call her that because she knew he was just being respectful. It certainly wasn't his fault that it killed her a little bit every time he said it.] I think you might be a little biased, though?