[ That... Isn't what he thought she'd do. At all. The touch is gentle and he knows he is unworthy of it. Sighing, his hand slides on top of hers. He doesn't quite know what to make of it - not entirely anyway - but he knows at least one apology is occurring here. Of sorts. ]
No. [ And help him he can't help but leans into the touch a little. ] I think you had every right to do it.
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No. [ And help him he can't help but leans into the touch a little. ] I think you had every right to do it.