"Yeah." He grins, though it falters slightly after a second as he thinks back on the words and hesitates. He touches her hair again, then drops his hands down to her arms, like he's trying to reassure her and himself at the same time. "Is that okay?"
He thinks it was. He hopes it was. He'd like to do it again, if he can.
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He thinks it was. He hopes it was. He'd like to do it again, if he can.