[Her hand rests on his cheek, her thumb tracing lazy, adoring lines across his skin, and her lips part with a sigh.]
I'll wait.
[Just so that he knows where she stands with that. There's a beat, and she leans forward to press a light kiss to his lips, and he'll be able to feel her smile behind it.]
You're worth it. You're worth the wait.
[But there's something else that ghosts across her expression—it's hard to see, difficult to catch because it's so fleeting. Sadness? Fear? But she recalls both times that Eustace had left and wonders... is that something they need to worry about, too?]
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I'll wait.
[Just so that he knows where she stands with that. There's a beat, and she leans forward to press a light kiss to his lips, and he'll be able to feel her smile behind it.]
You're worth it. You're worth the wait.
[But there's something else that ghosts across her expression—it's hard to see, difficult to catch because it's so fleeting. Sadness? Fear? But she recalls both times that Eustace had left and wonders... is that something they need to worry about, too?]