[ she tries really really hard to ignore the pleased sensation in her stomach at his touch. it's all a little too sentimental to be comfortable, but she's allowed to be glad he isn't dead, isn't she?
for her own reasons, just as much as for his sake.
he'd been a good kisser, after all.
she lets out an amused hum, leaning a bit closer as her eyes rake his face, but then her gaze flits back up to his, and she cocks her head to one side, as she asks flatly: ]
You're not going to tell me how you pulled this off, are you?
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for her own reasons, just as much as for his sake.
he'd been a good kisser, after all.
she lets out an amused hum, leaning a bit closer as her eyes rake his face, but then her gaze flits back up to his, and she cocks her head to one side, as she asks flatly: ]
You're not going to tell me how you pulled this off, are you?