[ She knows that, too. The scariest things are yet to come. With that thought in mind she shifts slightly so she can actually look at him, though makes no move to leave his arms. She brings one of her hands back so she can lightly touch his face, her smile very soft, the tiniest bit anxious.
... at least, for a moment. Just looking at him relaxes her fears, soothing away the worry. For now, at least. For now. It's difficult to feel anything other than ... warm. Just... very warm.
What she wants to do is kiss him on the cheek, but ... that might be a little forward. Gosh, so scandalous, these Replicas. Instead she takes his free hand, pressing it to her cheek with a contented little him very briefly shutting her eyes. ... then an idea occurs to her, and she opens them back up, smiling in a way that is a tiny bit mischievous. ]
... does this mean I can get you to sing for me again?
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... at least, for a moment. Just looking at him relaxes her fears, soothing away the worry. For now, at least. For now. It's difficult to feel anything other than ... warm. Just... very warm.
What she wants to do is kiss him on the cheek, but ... that might be a little forward. Gosh, so scandalous, these Replicas. Instead she takes his free hand, pressing it to her cheek with a contented little him very briefly shutting her eyes. ... then an idea occurs to her, and she opens them back up, smiling in a way that is a tiny bit mischievous. ]
... does this mean I can get you to sing for me again?