[Even the flowers that decorate the frame of their bed quiver with her reaction—a slight tremble that finds its way through her spine and it all settles right into her cheeks and ears with a warmth that makes it feel like she might burn under it.
Her fingers clutch at his shoulder a little tighter.]
I guess I just... really liked what you did.
[Emphasis on the 'you' part, because she is sure that had come from Eustace, and not some little creature that was hungry for some nightmares.]
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[Even the flowers that decorate the frame of their bed quiver with her reaction—a slight tremble that finds its way through her spine and it all settles right into her cheeks and ears with a warmth that makes it feel like she might burn under it.
Her fingers clutch at his shoulder a little tighter.]
I guess I just... really liked what you did.
[Emphasis on the 'you' part, because she is sure that had come from Eustace, and not some little creature that was hungry for some nightmares.]