[ Now's clearly the time to tell her she's hot, right? Look, there's a reason he's a thief and not a therapist.
But maybe it'll be all right. She'll curl up and maybe cry, and he'll just be careful not to brush her skin, and--hell, he's already screwed that up, and now she'll feel a sort of amorphous worry. But no real judgment, just the inevitable combination of Kyna's so pretty and Kyna's so sad.
He doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't really try to say anything. He just tries to keep her close (and tries not to get her skin again). ]
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[ Now's clearly the time to tell her she's hot, right? Look, there's a reason he's a thief and not a therapist.
But maybe it'll be all right. She'll curl up and maybe cry, and he'll just be careful not to brush her skin, and--hell, he's already screwed that up, and now she'll feel a sort of amorphous worry. But no real judgment, just the inevitable combination of Kyna's so pretty and Kyna's so sad.
He doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't really try to say anything. He just tries to keep her close (and tries not to get her skin again). ]