[ Lortel sits up a little straighter, eyes widening to a soft, round, awed shape.
She doesn’t miss the meaning. How could she? This all started based on a lie. For him to insist… so quietly, that he truly means it…
Wonderingly, Lortel lifts a hand and cups his jaw, her eyes searching his. Her fingers will press under his chin, prompting him to lean down. Gently she bumps their foreheads together, peering at him myopically. There is a tiny, disbelieving smile on her face. ]
You won’t ever be able to take that back. I won’t let you.
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She doesn’t miss the meaning. How could she? This all started based on a lie. For him to insist… so quietly, that he truly means it…
Wonderingly, Lortel lifts a hand and cups his jaw, her eyes searching his. Her fingers will press under his chin, prompting him to lean down. Gently she bumps their foreheads together, peering at him myopically. There is a tiny, disbelieving smile on her face. ]
You won’t ever be able to take that back. I won’t let you.