he makes a face, but doesn't even argue it because... it's not untrue..... just kind of grumbling a little to himself, and lets it slide. the close proximity is fine on this the week of affection, and he tilts his head a little, listening. ]
...Yeah. [ expression softer, with that. ] Can't say I got to know him that well, but... still. Losing anyone's not great, let alone waking up to it.
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he makes a face, but doesn't even argue it because... it's not untrue..... just kind of grumbling a little to himself, and lets it slide. the close proximity is fine on this the week of affection, and he tilts his head a little, listening. ]
...Yeah. [ expression softer, with that. ] Can't say I got to know him that well, but... still. Losing anyone's not great, let alone waking up to it.
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[ so she's not... wildly upset, but still. a beat, as she leans, and then: ]
God, I told him he could take my gloves if he stayed awake. Tempting fate.
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[ pause ] Do you think he could even lift them....
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[ a huff. ]
He said himself he probably couldn't lift them, but I told him if Dante could, he probably could. [ a beat. ] They're still in here. He didn't.