[ this time, there's no suppressing her snort. it bubbles up, quickly overflowing. hands on. he must think himself so clever for inventing that one.
and she's the unfortunate soul encouraging it by showing any amusement at all. her lips press together, as though she's belatedly thought better about rewarding his entendre. ]
That was terrible.
[ funny, that those horrible puns feel like progress with him. she shakes her head, put-upon with exasperation — but her feet are still magnetized to follow him. between them, she gives a small squeeze of her fingertips, giving a slight swing of their hands along the way to where he's leading her. ]
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and she's the unfortunate soul encouraging it by showing any amusement at all. her lips press together, as though she's belatedly thought better about rewarding his entendre. ]
That was terrible.
[ funny, that those horrible puns feel like progress with him. she shakes her head, put-upon with exasperation — but her feet are still magnetized to follow him. between them, she gives a small squeeze of her fingertips, giving a slight swing of their hands along the way to where he's leading her. ]