[Had she ever had a night quite like this? There had been nights of drinking and carousing and furtive, stolen affection when she’d been in the military - but all of that was stealing a march on death. The next day, the next week, there were empty chairs. The Imperials hadn’t cared, and they had done their best to be…alive.]
[But that was a long time ago, or it felt like it - and it had never felt like this. Like a real connection growing, unfolding; and her initial instinct as a result is to pull back, to bolt, but…]
[Tentatively, she laces finger with Aerith, watching her carefully.]
We…really should. I don’t think I’ve had one that felt special…like this…before.
[Oof, urge to kiss the prettiest person she’d met on planet hottie rising. That would surely be a disastrously stupid move, though, right?]
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[But that was a long time ago, or it felt like it - and it had never felt like this. Like a real connection growing, unfolding; and her initial instinct as a result is to pull back, to bolt, but…]
[Tentatively, she laces finger with Aerith, watching her carefully.]
We…really should. I don’t think I’ve had one that felt special…like this…before.
[Oof, urge to kiss the prettiest person she’d met on planet hottie rising. That would surely be a disastrously stupid move, though, right?]