Hm. Ai was right, she would have to protect me from you.
[The weight of his head on her lap is surprising, but not unpleasant. Lien takes this opportunity to tentatively touch his hair, tracing the strands with her bare fingers before transitioning into more affectionate strokes.]
Well, then again, I'm apparently bad at being careful.
[It was still early in the morning. They could afford to spend their time like this together because it won't happen again (and thinking about that hurt way more than she wanted, but that shred of sensibility and hard reality remains). There's a slight tingly and fuzzy sensation from her fingers, her prana still in circulation. But there's a calm and soothing feel to it.]
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[The weight of his head on her lap is surprising, but not unpleasant. Lien takes this opportunity to tentatively touch his hair, tracing the strands with her bare fingers before transitioning into more affectionate strokes.]
Well, then again, I'm apparently bad at being careful.
[It was still early in the morning. They could afford to spend their time like this together because it won't happen again (and thinking about that hurt way more than she wanted, but that shred of sensibility and hard reality remains). There's a slight tingly and fuzzy sensation from her fingers, her prana still in circulation. But there's a calm and soothing feel to it.]
... Thank you, by the way.