[ ah... when he bends over her from behind like that... it sends a prickle down her spine. the presence behind her, the slight movement in her peripheral without know precisely the look on his face, yet knowing him well enough to guess.
she looks down at her hands, fidgeting on her lap. ]
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she looks down at her hands, fidgeting on her lap. ]
Excruciating? Do not talk so much exaggeration—
[ her... blue... hands... ]