[Well, that wasn't entirely intended. Still, she's never going to object to a kiss. Especially not today, especially not here.
She sighs into him, lacing her left fingers tightly into his at their shoulder height, her right hand sliding into his hair to keep him bent towards her.
He's here. And he's him.
And it's a few minutes before she says anything else.]
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She sighs into him, lacing her left fingers tightly into his at their shoulder height, her right hand sliding into his hair to keep him bent towards her.
He's here. And he's him.
And it's a few minutes before she says anything else.]
So. Time travel is a thing here.