[She says that name so softly, her voice barely a hum against his hair. Her fingertips twitch against the faint dip of his spine and then rub gently into it.]
It's all right if you don't want to. Just say so. [He so often seems to delight in mischievously dancing around a subject, but she won't expect it from him right now.] But you're my dearest friend... and if you're hurting, and I can do something... then I want to.
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[She says that name so softly, her voice barely a hum against his hair. Her fingertips twitch against the faint dip of his spine and then rub gently into it.]
It's all right if you don't want to. Just say so. [He so often seems to delight in mischievously dancing around a subject, but she won't expect it from him right now.] But you're my dearest friend... and if you're hurting, and I can do something... then I want to.