[ Neither of them seems to understand it at all, but the fact is that he hasn't, that he's letting her proceed (and it is letting her, the balance of power here is tilted in her favor only so long as he allows it). She's not going to stop until she knows that he believes her, and he doesn't yet, but if her touch is calming then her fingers can remain on his face, soft and warm as she watches him, nothing sexual about the reassurance they're meant to offer. It's just touching for the sake of touching, the way they do sometimes, the way that keeps them both certain of each other's presence.
She's watching him for any sign of a reaction, for any sign that he's believing her, but there isn't one, really. ] Have I ever lied to you? [ It's a different question than normal, but she already knows he trusts her. He wouldn't be here if he didn't trust her. ]
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She's watching him for any sign of a reaction, for any sign that he's believing her, but there isn't one, really. ] Have I ever lied to you? [ It's a different question than normal, but she already knows he trusts her. He wouldn't be here if he didn't trust her. ]