[ oh the combat lesbian with a sometimes head empty, your type in a nutshell
The grouchy... how cat-like, cute. ]
I suppose I am. [ Burn himself out, that is. But those later words have him gingerly brush fingers against her cheek, offering a comforting smile. ] I'll do my best not to. I promise you that.
as always - she leans a little into his fingers, eyes closed for a moment.]
... Alright. [she says, but she's still pouty.] All of you are such a chore to chase after. If it isn't Lucien, it's Temenos, and if it isn't either one of them it's you.
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The grouchy... how cat-like, cute. ]
I suppose I am. [ Burn himself out, that is. But those later words have him gingerly brush fingers against her cheek, offering a comforting smile. ] I'll do my best not to. I promise you that.
[ Genuinely. ]
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as always - she leans a little into his fingers, eyes closed for a moment.]
... Alright. [she says, but she's still pouty.] All of you are such a chore to chase after. If it isn't Lucien, it's Temenos, and if it isn't either one of them it's you.
[(affectionate)]
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His gaze softens considerably at the little lean, a warmth to it. ] I apologize, I do not mean to burden you so.
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... It isn't a burden. [she says, after a moment.] Your company isn't a burden.