[she stiffens, fur standing on end slightly, but that's not his fault. despite touch week being last week, she's not used to this kind of physical affection]
[plus, what he's saying is--]
[. . .]
[. . . she doesn't look like she believes it. but she isn't arguing, either]
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[plus, what he's saying is--]
[. . .]
[. . . she doesn't look like she believes it. but she isn't arguing, either]
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[ He doesn't mind the lack of response, smiling softly at her. ]
I have to lie to myself a lot until it becomes true too.
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[and then, quietly, like she isn't really sure how to admit to this--]
How long does it take?
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Hard to say. Weeks, years? Depends on how much you have around you that helps you believe it.
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Up until recently, I really thought I was the only one who cared about-- well.
Me.
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... Yeah. I know the feeling. [ He perks up a little though, winking at her. ] But now you have plenty of annoying people in your corner, you know?
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Yeah? And I have no idea how to get rid of them, either.