[The accusation is fond, but still fretful as she lets him tuck her close, burrowing happily against his chest to just...hold on, be hugged, to let him hold her right back and feel that she's back.
She's a rotten warden. At least, that's how she feels...
She doesn't feel the patch until she shifts in his grip to snuggle in more comfortably and presses her face against his chest. That too-slick patch of leather is gone, and her nose runs over the rough, raised stitching there. Curious, she lifts her head just a little, and when she reads the words she sits bolt upright in his arms to look at him with wide, joyful eyes.]
Oh no way. [Beaming, she lays a hand over the patch.] Really? Seriously?
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[The accusation is fond, but still fretful as she lets him tuck her close, burrowing happily against his chest to just...hold on, be hugged, to let him hold her right back and feel that she's back.
She's a rotten warden. At least, that's how she feels...
She doesn't feel the patch until she shifts in his grip to snuggle in more comfortably and presses her face against his chest. That too-slick patch of leather is gone, and her nose runs over the rough, raised stitching there. Curious, she lifts her head just a little, and when she reads the words she sits bolt upright in his arms to look at him with wide, joyful eyes.]
Oh no way. [Beaming, she lays a hand over the patch.] Really? Seriously?