[She stiffens a little when he leans in, but relaxes not because he lets her go but because he doesn't go any further. It's the same old strange balance-- a game stacked against him, where the less liberties he takes, the more he could get away with. As long as he doesn't.]
I hope it is,
[she says quietly, earnestly, because it's more than just a platitude, and lets herself smile a little too.]
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I hope it is,
[she says quietly, earnestly, because it's more than just a platitude, and lets herself smile a little too.]