[J raises her gaze from her lap as he starts cleaning up, quietly watching him to put things back to their places. She takes a deep breath, tugs her sleeve back down to cover her arm and hesitantly reaches to grab his wrist.]
No, I mean it. [Her voice sounds more careful than before. It's not just the patch up that she's thankful for, anyone could've done and given her that-- but for him understanding.]
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No, I mean it. [Her voice sounds more careful than before. It's not just the patch up that she's thankful for, anyone could've done and given her that-- but for him understanding.]
Thanks.