[ if that had been anyone else leading her about, burnt hands or no, they'd have gotten themselves a karate chop and maybe her hopping on top of the very table she's now being seated at, at the very least. but she just cracks a small smile, plopping down compliantly as her gut twists a little.
wow his hands are warm. definitely warmer than hers, even. she's sure of it. ]
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wow his hands are warm. definitely warmer than hers, even. she's sure of it. ]
Welllllll. . . okay.