[A light flush immediately rises in her thin cheeks, spreading to the tips of her ears. The compliment tugs at the edges of awareness, the growing cloud in her mind; normally something to be deflected, denied, dismissed out of hand with prejudice but never malice, she's finding it strangely difficult to do anything other than accept it. To Feel warmed by it.]
Thanks. [She's having trouble looking away from him, too. Blue eyes too bright, watching with a steep focus that she hasn't felt in what seemed like forever.] No one's ever......you're the first person to say that.
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Thanks. [She's having trouble looking away from him, too. Blue eyes too bright, watching with a steep focus that she hasn't felt in what seemed like forever.] No one's ever......you're the first person to say that.