[even though they'd been in this place so long, it still surprises her when Caitlyn seems to know exactly what she's thinking. it threatens to undo her, with her gentle touch and words.
her hand falls back into her lap, and she leans her head into the other woman's touch. she can fight her emotions, to an extent, but she doesn't have to pretend not to enjoy the attention.]
Maybe. We'll never know now.
[then she puts her hand up on the hand that's cupping her face, and she exhales. Caitlyn is here. she's warm and solid.
but she has something else to say now, because of course she won't let herself dwell on this sort of thing for long:]
You look kind of a mess, Cupcake. Maybe I can help you take a shower?
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her hand falls back into her lap, and she leans her head into the other woman's touch. she can fight her emotions, to an extent, but she doesn't have to pretend not to enjoy the attention.]
Maybe. We'll never know now.
[then she puts her hand up on the hand that's cupping her face, and she exhales. Caitlyn is here. she's warm and solid.
but she has something else to say now, because of course she won't let herself dwell on this sort of thing for long:]
You look kind of a mess, Cupcake. Maybe I can help you take a shower?