"Zulu," she echoes, ending up shrugging off her outermost shirt. It's a lightweight buttondown, well worn, and she spends a moment folding it over and over itself with the long sleeves like tails in her hands, but pauses to focus on him for one more moment.
She cups the side of his face, fingertips holding his jaw gently but firmly so their eyes can meet, thumb stroking his cheek.
"Any time, for any reason, no questions asked and no foul. Yeah?" she says seriously, dark eyes searching his.
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Date: 2024-12-09 03:55 pm (UTC)She cups the side of his face, fingertips holding his jaw gently but firmly so their eyes can meet, thumb stroking his cheek.
"Any time, for any reason, no questions asked and no foul. Yeah?" she says seriously, dark eyes searching his.