[ His words do bring pause, but her expression turns thoughtful. Sure enough, it’s not as if she couldn’t touch right through the illusion, as his clothes proved. But his hesitation has her considering other aspects about all this. His interest in her was surprising enough, which she might’ve mistaken for eagerness and comfortability. But Linden didn’t reach out to her like this normally, awkward in a way that she had found endearing.
Maybe she was too accustomed to the speed of others, even thinking that she was moving slowly as is.
But merrows were patient when needed, and without the full moon even more so. And if he thought his space suit was more appealing than his own body…that was a whole other issue. One that she wasn’t going to leave unaddressed.
Releasing his hand, she cups both of her own onto the sides of his face, waiting to see what the illusion would do from there, which she hopes is a better view of his face. ]
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Maybe she was too accustomed to the speed of others, even thinking that she was moving slowly as is.
But merrows were patient when needed, and without the full moon even more so. And if he thought his space suit was more appealing than his own body…that was a whole other issue. One that she wasn’t going to leave unaddressed.
Releasing his hand, she cups both of her own onto the sides of his face, waiting to see what the illusion would do from there, which she hopes is a better view of his face. ]
I prefer seeing you.