[ Burying her face, Grell very nearly sobs into the mattress. Her hands search to find William's wrists, to hold as he grips onto their fastenings. It will take her a moment to respond, understandably! ]
You... [ She swallows hard, cheek settling more comfortably against the bed. ] You lacked passion, but. I think you've found it... don't you?
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You... [ She swallows hard, cheek settling more comfortably against the bed. ] You lacked passion, but. I think you've found it... don't you?