[ There's a little skip in his breath to hear that, and his hand pauses. It wasn't the work of anyone here, he knows that, it's too old for as long as she's been here. Horrors of home, then. ]
Steph...
[ Not a very productive or insightful comment, but it's about all that can make it through the wilting horror. His hand shifts to rest open-palmed against her lower back, atop her shirt, suddenly protective. ]
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Steph...
[ Not a very productive or insightful comment, but it's about all that can make it through the wilting horror. His hand shifts to rest open-palmed against her lower back, atop her shirt, suddenly protective. ]