The press of his forehead against hers makes her sigh and smile. "Tastes good, hope. Doesn't it?" she asks him, perhaps rhetorically, but perhaps not. "It hasn't been long, but so much has changed." Her hand remains on his cheek. "The citadel isn't the same place anymore."
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Date: 2015-06-14 04:53 pm (UTC)