Livio sets Meryl on the bed -- if she'll LET HIM -- before he even attempts to sit. Which... he still may not, yet. It feels like something he needs another invitation for.]
[Meryl will allow herself to finally be deposited. She leans back onto one hand, looking smug with the smirk she wears. With her free hand, she pats the bed beside her.]
[She is so tiny but so powerful... He can't help but bend to her whims, sitting down beside her, head hung low so he can look up at her with those puppy eyes... even if he doesn't exactly mean to.]
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Livio sets Meryl on the bed -- if she'll LET HIM -- before he even attempts to sit. Which... he still may not, yet. It feels like something he needs another invitation for.]
So...
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You gonna stay awhile, big guy?
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Sure will, hon...
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Good. I was hoping you'd say that.