The gentleness of her gesture nearly undoes him. His hand hangs in the air for a second or two in an agony of indecision before he carefully places it beside her leg, on his own - just to be sure.
"It was ... strange ... waking up with it the first time," he murmurs. For a number of reasons. "But I'm pretty much used to it now, I guess."
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"It was ... strange ... waking up with it the first time," he murmurs. For a number of reasons. "But I'm pretty much used to it now, I guess."