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You're the one who went from kidnapped to scary soul town. How are you?

[ she's quiet for a second, raising a hand to the spot over where her heart would be-- then aborts the motion, shifting to rub at her neck instead. ]

It wasn't that bad. Feels like it's time for a day off, I guess.

And it wasn't that scary.

[Opens her mouth, and closes it back, and presses her lips thin]

...That's good, then, I guess. If you're fine, that's what's important.

... it must have been bad for you...? Wasn't that -- all of that was your home, right?

...Some of it, I guess? Like, of course I remember HQ, and what happened at Disneyland... Most the rest was his, though. I mean...probably my home town ain't much better. Anyways--you're right. Weren't anything in there worth being afraid of.

Uh-- no, I didn't say that. That kind of thing is subjective? I don't think I saw a lot of stuff in there anyway. I wasn't... there long. So I didn't have much time to be scared...

What happened?

[Then, interrupting herself]

--Did you want to sit? I can turn on the fire, or you can come in? Either way, you don't gotta stand around in the cold.

Uh-- yeah, the fire's good.

... can I sit with you?

Yes.

[Then, ducks her gaze away, turning up the gas on the fire pit, and scooting over on the loveseat so there's definitely room for two]

[ smiles, relieved, and steps over to take that seat-- with just a bit of space for Nem to fill back in, if she wants to. ]

[Settles back a little closer, subtly. Still looks a little off-balance, shoulders stiff and hands knotted in her lap]

[ watches her a moment. ]

... it's still okay, if you don't want to touch or nothin'. I'd rather you be comfy.

No-- I mean. I didn't wanna assume.

Please assume?

That's the opposite of what I would've assumed, so...

I mean, I just...

[ trails off a little, quiet, then shrugs. ]

I dunno. If you wanna touch me you should touch me.

[nods]

[pauses]

[eventually scoots closer and leans in against her, a bit]

[ seems content with this, leaning very slightly in against her.

but after a moment, curiously: ]

Was it... always like this? Like-- was I being pushy without realizing?

...About...?

Touching. Like, hugging and kissing you and stuff, when you didn't want it.

...I mean, most the time I didn't not want it.

Anyways... it's more like...maybe you didn't want it. So--better not to try my luck.

No-- no, baby. I'm always happy when you wanna touch me.

... if I didn't want it I'd tell you. Okay?

Edited 2020-03-02 20:31 (UTC)

[Hums acknowledgement, re-knotting her fingers]

Didn't really wanna hear you say no, either. Anyways--don't worry about it. It's not a big deal.

It's kind of a big deal for me though...? I don't... want you to be afraid to touch me. And I don't want to be afraid to touch you. So I'm gonna worry about it.

Just-- please touch me when you want to? Please. Anytime, anywhere.

I'm not--afraid of you. But--okay. I get it.

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