[ She means no malice, even if her words sound somewhat abrupt. Looking up, her own project miles away in her mind, she catches the weight in the quirk of his lips. She could leave it at that...
But no, that doesn't feel right. Somehow they've moved from something very surface to something much more deep. More meaningful. It would be gauche to ignore that fact, so instead she lets her chin dip lightly, canting her head just so. ]
no subject
[ She means no malice, even if her words sound somewhat abrupt. Looking up, her own project miles away in her mind, she catches the weight in the quirk of his lips. She could leave it at that...
But no, that doesn't feel right. Somehow they've moved from something very surface to something much more deep. More meaningful. It would be gauche to ignore that fact, so instead she lets her chin dip lightly, canting her head just so. ]
And they are lucky to have you. Cherish them.
[ A beat, and a heavy note of familiarity; ]
You never know when you might lose sight of them.