[She's just going to leave that alone. It's not lying if she doesn't say anything, okay, even if she does make a little 'oops' face at Lodewijk in the meantime, petting his ears while Netherlands does whatever he needs to do over there because he's really not fooling anyone. Looks up at the uh and then goes silent and still.
That's a book.
So everything from him drawing her attention to it to settling on the floor is observed dumbly, wide-eyed and with her lips parted around what she was going to say like she hasn't realized she's not saying it. Too close? Who cares, she's leaning towards him anyway, though she's keeping her hands to herself for now.]
You made this.
[It's not a question, however weighted with feeling it is. One hand comes up and then closes, rests on her knee, because damn she wants to touch it but. Baby steps.]
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That's a book.
So everything from him drawing her attention to it to settling on the floor is observed dumbly, wide-eyed and with her lips parted around what she was going to say like she hasn't realized she's not saying it. Too close? Who cares, she's leaning towards him anyway, though she's keeping her hands to herself for now.]
You made this.
[It's not a question, however weighted with feeling it is. One hand comes up and then closes, rests on her knee, because damn she wants to touch it but. Baby steps.]