"So you did," but it's soft, and he looks for a long moment at the stones and the names carved in them, and tries not to think about a stonre nearby that would have much more familiar names sliced into the soft gray stone.
Instead, he lets go of her hand to put his own at the small of her back, and when he speaks, he leans his head close, leans his forehead against her bright hair.
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Date: 2006-07-15 05:05 am (UTC)Instead, he lets go of her hand to put his own at the small of her back, and when he speaks, he leans his head close, leans his forehead against her bright hair.
"Do you want me to stay?"