As many mistakes as I've made already? Yeah, I guess I'm fully human, then.
[ There's that weak, barely humorous laugh again. She'd probably made enough mistakes in the past year to last an entire human lifetime. "Nightmare" and "hot mess" were understatements. But still, she was puttering along somehow. Still trying. Still living.
Her eyelashes flutter as his warmth overwhelms her hand. Still weak as ever to contact, too, even more so when it's unexpected. And after the past few weeks? It's potent. Goosebumps blossom and spread, tingles washing over her in a rush. ]
It's...it's fine. [ For a while, she'd forgotten how to speak. ] I wouldn't want you to anyway. I don't want anyone touching me in that way.
[ Her other hand settles on top of his, sandwiching it firmly in place, determined to keep him there. This kind of touch was fine. ]
Tell me a mistake you've made. I think I'm owed one, since you've seen so many of mine. [ A ghost of a smirk reappears. ] Just so I have the special privilege of knowing you're not perfect.
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[ There's that weak, barely humorous laugh again. She'd probably made enough mistakes in the past year to last an entire human lifetime. "Nightmare" and "hot mess" were understatements. But still, she was puttering along somehow. Still trying. Still living.
Her eyelashes flutter as his warmth overwhelms her hand. Still weak as ever to contact, too, even more so when it's unexpected. And after the past few weeks? It's potent. Goosebumps blossom and spread, tingles washing over her in a rush. ]
It's...it's fine. [ For a while, she'd forgotten how to speak. ] I wouldn't want you to anyway. I don't want anyone touching me in that way.
[ Her other hand settles on top of his, sandwiching it firmly in place, determined to keep him there. This kind of touch was fine. ]
Tell me a mistake you've made. I think I'm owed one, since you've seen so many of mine. [ A ghost of a smirk reappears. ] Just so I have the special privilege of knowing you're not perfect.