[It isn't hard to miss the way Knives almost pulls away. Whether he realizes it or not, Meryl almost releases him in kind. She won't force him to suffer her company, especially when he's made so many concessions for her already. It doesn't have to be a bridge they cross today. It doesn't have to be a bridge they cross ever.
And yet after a moment of hesitation, his fingers brush against hers, and she practically sighs out her relief. The thrill that runs through is so powerful, so electrifying that her knees feel weak for just a second. It's a miracle she pulls herself enough together to focus. lest she wind up making an even bigger fool of herself than she has just gaping at him.
Friends. The first. She should be touched, take his gentle words to heart. It's a hell of a step for Millions Knives, and a damn weighty compliment for someone like Meryl. Yet even as she turns the words over and over in her head, the sticking point ends up being, well. Sticky.]
Little one?! [Her voice tips up in pitch as her gaping turns to outright glowering. She'd been so nice to him, too!] Oh, real funny - [She's going to take a page from Roberto's book here. Thanks, again, Drunkle.] Hundreds Spoons!
[She scowls up at him with an expression that some might consider fearsome... if not for the fact that she's still holding his hand.]
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Date: 2023-12-29 02:10 am (UTC)And yet after a moment of hesitation, his fingers brush against hers, and she practically sighs out her relief. The thrill that runs through is so powerful, so electrifying that her knees feel weak for just a second. It's a miracle she pulls herself enough together to focus. lest she wind up making an even bigger fool of herself than she has just gaping at him.
Friends. The first. She should be touched, take his gentle words to heart. It's a hell of a step for Millions Knives, and a damn weighty compliment for someone like Meryl. Yet even as she turns the words over and over in her head, the sticking point ends up being, well. Sticky.]
Little one?! [Her voice tips up in pitch as her gaping turns to outright glowering. She'd been so nice to him, too!] Oh, real funny - [She's going to take a page from Roberto's book here. Thanks, again, Drunkle.] Hundreds Spoons!
[She scowls up at him with an expression that some might consider fearsome... if not for the fact that she's still holding his hand.]