He feels the kiss through his mess of hair, like a jolt of pure electricity. It's barely anything, a chaste gesture of gratitude, and yet it's more than he's had in years.
And he told Night Sky that, sitting in her garden, admitting a bit of his own mess to help her feel less bad about hers.
He drags the hand down his face just far enough to uncover his eyes and glance up at her, then manages – with great effort – to drop it away and sit up straight again, with a nervous laugh. ]
Well, what a turn this night took. I really thought I'd fall asleep face first into my research.
[ He pauses, realizes he hasn't heard the sounds of attempted statue destruction in quite some time.
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He feels the kiss through his mess of hair, like a jolt of pure electricity. It's barely anything, a chaste gesture of gratitude, and yet it's more than he's had in years.
And he told Night Sky that, sitting in her garden, admitting a bit of his own mess to help her feel less bad about hers.
He drags the hand down his face just far enough to uncover his eyes and glance up at her, then manages – with great effort – to drop it away and sit up straight again, with a nervous laugh. ]
Well, what a turn this night took. I really thought I'd fall asleep face first into my research.
[ He pauses, realizes he hasn't heard the sounds of attempted statue destruction in quite some time.
Uh oh. ]