[ the trust is her own, and not for him, but for another. that she can call the feeling forward enough for him to feel it, though… now that’s something.
With a tilt of her head Lortel suffuses their connection with a sunny warmth—her way of teasing him, for his name. ]
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[ the trust is her own, and not for him, but for another. that she can call the feeling forward enough for him to feel it, though… now that’s something.
With a tilt of her head Lortel suffuses their connection with a sunny warmth—her way of teasing him, for his name. ]