"I can't say I've been up close and personal with enough people to make a comparison. Though I do find you quite comfortable." Her fingers trace lazy patterns on his back, finding the way he feels under her hands when it isn't a matter of need. It's soothing, something she'd like to feel time and again, but that might get too comfortable. Too much like expectation. No, one night at a time, and happy in that night.
"I like you, too, Blade. Very much." The honesty of that is just as clear, if perhaps slightly more nuanced. She has liked other people since she woke, but of them, she's fairly certain he's one of the ones, and one of the names she will actually remember for some time. That matters to her.
That would require a conversation.
"I like you, too, Blade. Very much." The honesty of that is just as clear, if perhaps slightly more nuanced. She has liked other people since she woke, but of them, she's fairly certain he's one of the ones, and one of the names she will actually remember for some time. That matters to her.