[ Faintly, Grelle’s breath hitches when their bodies meet. After craving his embrace for so long, the warmth she finds in his arms is nearly overwhelming.
Slender fingers interlace with William’s, as she quietly searches his eyes for his own feelings in the moment. ]
...Earlier, you’d said that you were fearful for me. Is it true, that you thought after me? [ Ah, she’s deflecting again, with her little lopsided smile, and her flirting... But, hey, she really is curious, and perhaps she can get him to open up about his feelings a bit, too! ]
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Slender fingers interlace with William’s, as she quietly searches his eyes for his own feelings in the moment. ]
...Earlier, you’d said that you were fearful for me. Is it true, that you thought after me? [ Ah, she’s deflecting again, with her little lopsided smile, and her flirting... But, hey, she really is curious, and perhaps she can get him to open up about his feelings a bit, too! ]