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[ Somehow looks even WEEPIER ]

... I do trust you.

[ Baby girl

Fuck it, there's nobody here to break their fingers. Pulls her into a hug ]

[ The reaction is near-instant, the moment he makes it clear what he's doing-- she pushes into him, arms tight around him and fingers clinging hard into the back of his shirt, ears flat and tail low. ]

Edited (forgor no wings) 2025-05-19 16:51 (UTC)

[ Quietly, smoothing a hand over her hair ]

I'm sorry, Cori.

[ muffled, a little bit of a wobble in her voice. she sniffles. ]

For what? I-- have you, so...

You do.

But... I remember how it felt.

[ She pulls back a little to rub her face with her sleeve, still leaning against him. ]

... Were you lonely?

Mm. Lonely... and scared.

I kept thinking if I could just tell someone I was lonely and scared, maybe that would make it easier. There was never such a person, though. It got easier eventually.

Are there people now?

[ A small smile ]

There weren't. Not until the boat.

But now... yeah. And I have you back, too.

I'm happy for you...

[ thunks her head against his chest.

And she's quiet for a long moment, with just a slight sniffle, before she speaks again. A tiny bit sulky. ]

... m'gonna bite you again. Since you healed it.

[ hey ]

... How come.

You liked it.

[ indignant, but after a brief pause, her face warm but fortunately hidden. ]

... I liked seeing it. On you, and Vincent. Brocade let me do it, too. It's nice, seeing someone's-- mine. Even if it's not... y'know.

[ He tries to hide the twitching of his smile, but fails ]

Okay.

Just be gentle with me. I'm very delicate.

I'll be as rough as I want. I'm making up for ten years, aren't I?

[ huffs.

...

but curls her arms around him again to hug. sorry it's clinging in public hours. ]

... Are you-- okay? With all this.

[ the festival, she means. but also maybe the biting but he's already agreed to that so it's too late. ]

[ He leans into her, winding his arms around her waist ]

I dunno, to be honest. But right at this exact second, I feel... content?

Haven't seen anything you didn't wanna see?

[ props her chin against his chest to look at him; there's a natural tension to her shoulders that's more or less always there, especially in public like this, but she sort of sags into him with some vague air of exhaustion she probably doesn't actually intend to show. Clearly comfortable, though, her ears slowly perking in attention towards him. ]

[ He makes a low, contemplative sound ]

Not exactly.

Or, more like-- I don't regret seeing the things I've seen, if they help me understand others better. Even if those things are painful.

Mm...

... I just felt bad about the ones I saw, mostly. Seeing things nobody would have given me willingly. I don't regret it either, but...

[ Low ]

... I saw some of yours.

[ ah

She looks a bit uncomfortable, but just buries her face in his shirt again. ]

... Well, it's-- fine, isn't it? It isn't like I have anything to hide from you... and you were there for most of it.

[ He still sounds guilty, if not regretful ]

Is it fine? Only you can tell me that.

I don't exactly know what you saw so I can't really say... but I'm reasonably sure it's fine 'cause it's you.

... Do you regret seeing stuff from me?

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