[ As promised, Root takes her time. She isn't trying to get one over on Shaw, isn't trying to prove any kind of superiority. There's a caretaking element to how tenderly she nibbles on and scratches the welts, narrating as she goes, taking inventory as asked.
She's never felt like she needed to say I love you because she feels certain this is closer to Sameen's native language, and will mean more this way.
Eventually she grabs a fuzzy pink couch blanket and crawls back onto the table with her, draping it over them. Root knows how fast someone can get cold lying naked on a table once the fun's over. She curls up around her and whispers, ] How'd I do? You doing okay?
[ Maybe they don't need to have the before conversation, but it would be irresponsible not to at least check in after. ]
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She's never felt like she needed to say I love you because she feels certain this is closer to Sameen's native language, and will mean more this way.
Eventually she grabs a fuzzy pink couch blanket and crawls back onto the table with her, draping it over them. Root knows how fast someone can get cold lying naked on a table once the fun's over. She curls up around her and whispers, ] How'd I do? You doing okay?
[ Maybe they don't need to have the before conversation, but it would be irresponsible not to at least check in after. ]