[her mouth twitches out of its thoughtful pucker into a small smile, both embarrassed and endeared to be guided through as she is. meeting his eyes with that look makes her face flush and her smile spread - something concealed both by the ducking of her head and the abrupt interruption of pulling clothes up and over.
the bashfulness ebbs to something more considerate while, as she's bundling up the shirt and tunic to be set aside, her eyes linger on his bare skin all marked up with countless scars. her chest tightens a bit with the mix of feelings it stirs before her eyes flick up and she's prompted to smile a bit warmer.]
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the bashfulness ebbs to something more considerate while, as she's bundling up the shirt and tunic to be set aside, her eyes linger on his bare skin all marked up with countless scars. her chest tightens a bit with the mix of feelings it stirs before her eyes flick up and she's prompted to smile a bit warmer.]
Thank you. [she'll set those things aside.]