[After the way she's tiptoed around him he's not expecting her to basically fling herself around him and then stay there, though he wastes no time in pulling her close, awkward with his legs in the way but that doesn't matter as soon as he hears how she sounds. With that his hand comes up to the back of her head and he swallows. Probably too close. Damn.]
Prob'ly shoulda made you something with - stories. Instead.
[Not that he's trying to write off her thanks, it's just. He's nervous - not sure why she's so close and so shaky and not sure what to do about it, let alone what she's okay with right now - and the worry he's been dwelling over is the first one out.]
But, uh... [Nope, asking if she's alright is abandoned as he concentrates on not pulling her into his lap or nuzzling against her hair. It's harder than it really should be, and he tilts his head back to look at the ceiling just so he won't be tempted. Stupid question, anyway.] Good. That y'think so.
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Prob'ly shoulda made you something with - stories. Instead.
[Not that he's trying to write off her thanks, it's just. He's nervous - not sure why she's so close and so shaky and not sure what to do about it, let alone what she's okay with right now - and the worry he's been dwelling over is the first one out.]
But, uh... [Nope, asking if she's alright is abandoned as he concentrates on not pulling her into his lap or nuzzling against her hair. It's harder than it really should be, and he tilts his head back to look at the ceiling just so he won't be tempted. Stupid question, anyway.] Good. That y'think so.