[Maybe that's just it. The most fucked up coping mechanism on the planet.
She'll gladly take the cue to lean in more--she smiles a bit despite herself at the kiss on the forehead, too. It's...a comfort, in this place. It's not something she's used to, but god...]
...I'm sorry. For...all of this. I shouldn't have let myself think like that.
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[Maybe that's just it. The most fucked up coping mechanism on the planet.
She'll gladly take the cue to lean in more--she smiles a bit despite herself at the kiss on the forehead, too. It's...a comfort, in this place. It's not something she's used to, but god...]
...I'm sorry. For...all of this. I shouldn't have let myself think like that.