[ She can give him plenty of time to find his words now, smile still lingering because she's relaxed and he's looking at her and it's just - it's better. She feels indescribably, indefinably better after that, and she doesn't know what exactly that says about her and right now she doesn't care. It helps both of them, and really that's all that matters. One hand drifts to his shoulder, starts to knead the muscles there in a slow massage. ]
Better. [ Leaning down to brush her lips across his forehead. ] Glad. Do you need anything?
appreciative i don't put this much effort into being terrible to most people
Better. [ Leaning down to brush her lips across his forehead. ] Glad. Do you need anything?