Her own voice was rather labored, her skin was warmer than she could have wished it to be an hour ago and altogether uncomfortably so in this moment. Irrationally, she wanted to shrug off the cloak, let the air cool her, but then she figured not even that would work. It was a different kind of warmth she was feeling just now.
"Who would I be to deny you such a thing?" she asked, trying for lightness and probably failing completely. "Anyone deserves such a nice chance, I think."
She took a breath, and maybe it was impulse, maybe it was recklessness, maybe it was not knowing how much longer she'd have the chance, but she leaned her face yet closer to his. He could take it as he would. "And nobody deserves loneliness," she added in a whisper. "Not me, not you."
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Her own voice was rather labored, her skin was warmer than she could have wished it to be an hour ago and altogether uncomfortably so in this moment. Irrationally, she wanted to shrug off the cloak, let the air cool her, but then she figured not even that would work. It was a different kind of warmth she was feeling just now.
"Who would I be to deny you such a thing?" she asked, trying for lightness and probably failing completely. "Anyone deserves such a nice chance, I think."
She took a breath, and maybe it was impulse, maybe it was recklessness, maybe it was not knowing how much longer she'd have the chance, but she leaned her face yet closer to his. He could take it as he would. "And nobody deserves loneliness," she added in a whisper. "Not me, not you."