[ He reaches up a lazy hand to tug at one of her locks in demonstration. ]
A perfect melange.
[ He knows he should, in some way, broach the painful topics they really should be discussing. The fraught dynamic among the three of them. The horrors of those dreams they shared. This will do nothing to solve any of their problems - lying together, laughing, teasing.
But it makes him feel better. For a short time, perhaps. But it soothes his coward's heart.
The other hand comes down to comb through Bastien's hair. The weight of his head is just so steadying. So wonderful. ]
You also, in addition to the cabbage, add a hint of basil, I think, dear Bastien. A bit of peppery brightness.
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[ He reaches up a lazy hand to tug at one of her locks in demonstration. ]
A perfect melange.
[ He knows he should, in some way, broach the painful topics they really should be discussing. The fraught dynamic among the three of them. The horrors of those dreams they shared. This will do nothing to solve any of their problems - lying together, laughing, teasing.
But it makes him feel better. For a short time, perhaps. But it soothes his coward's heart.
The other hand comes down to comb through Bastien's hair. The weight of his head is just so steadying. So wonderful. ]
You also, in addition to the cabbage, add a hint of basil, I think, dear Bastien. A bit of peppery brightness.