[ The last time someone rubbed her back like this, between her large wings that could stretch the whole span of the couch if she wanted them to, it was Steve—first at the Iskall Resort, where she freaked out at just a single glass of wine and he took her away from the crowds, the mingling. The first person to remove her from a situation since Cairo. It's almost funny, thinking back, because then, she'd thought she...liked him. Like, liked him.
Now the thought of even being perceived like that makes her want to puke. Still, it reminds her, and...the feelings, how warm it felt. She remembers that. Almost like she's feeling it again.
...Oh, no. Steve, did he see too? What would he think, would he be afraid of her? Would he think she's dangerous?
Still trembling a little, only not crying from lack of tears to cry, she sniffles. ]
N- I don't... [ Her voice cracks again. ] I just...wanted to fix it.
[ Fix it. The words leave her mouth naturally. It's how she's been thinking about it all for...for a long, long time. But now, it scares her. ]
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Now the thought of even being perceived like that makes her want to puke. Still, it reminds her, and...the feelings, how warm it felt. She remembers that. Almost like she's feeling it again.
...Oh, no. Steve, did he see too? What would he think, would he be afraid of her? Would he think she's dangerous?
Still trembling a little, only not crying from lack of tears to cry, she sniffles. ]
N- I don't... [ Her voice cracks again. ] I just...wanted to fix it.
[ Fix it. The words leave her mouth naturally. It's how she's been thinking about it all for...for a long, long time. But now, it scares her. ]