[She glances at him, eyebrows raised, surprised by the admission when really she probably shouldn't be. Why should it be such an unexpected thing, the thought of Mista having a set of scars of his own? And yet somehow the idea of letting him take the lead, of making it an equal thing, really does comfort her in a way she hadn't really anticipated.]
Is that okay? I mean, if you're willing...
[Slowly, her hand comes to rest over his, atop her knee.]
I...think it would help a lot, actually. If you're okay with it.
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Is that okay? I mean, if you're willing...
[Slowly, her hand comes to rest over his, atop her knee.]
I...think it would help a lot, actually. If you're okay with it.