[ I know, she thinks. Susato has no idea how that request was going to finish (if I may what?), but she finds herself leaning into his touch. Her eyes blink almost sleepily, and they slowly close as she speaks. ]
And yet... you have a radiant heat that seems to follow you wherever you go. [ Her fingers tighten around the icy coolness of the glass. ] That doesn't help.
[ She certainly doesn't shy away from it either, though. ]
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And yet... you have a radiant heat that seems to follow you wherever you go. [ Her fingers tighten around the icy coolness of the glass. ] That doesn't help.
[ She certainly doesn't shy away from it either, though. ]