[He's right, of course. Now that her own body feels less far off, less oddly distant from herself, Ophelia is certain she's quite tired. Now that her stomach feels more settled into herself, she knows she ought to eat something, no matter how little she feels anything close to a pang.]
Please.
[For at least the next few heartbeats, it's far too important to study his features. One hand shifts to join her gaze in a careful examination of the lines of his face, the planes and valleys and myriad components of the man exactly as he is in this moment.]
let them live a soft life
Date: 2019-06-25 02:42 am (UTC)[He's right, of course. Now that her own body feels less far off, less oddly distant from herself, Ophelia is certain she's quite tired. Now that her stomach feels more settled into herself, she knows she ought to eat something, no matter how little she feels anything close to a pang.]
Please.
[For at least the next few heartbeats, it's far too important to study his features. One hand shifts to join her gaze in a careful examination of the lines of his face, the planes and valleys and myriad components of the man exactly as he is in this moment.]
I'm nourished here.