[ It's happened again: a weird reference she doesn't get. Kentucky is a state, right? One of the boring ones, maybe? Whatever. Way more distracting is his head on her shoulder. She turns to lean her cheek against it, her smile dimming a little. ]
I love you too. [ She lifts a hand to stroke the hair opposite of her headrest, and presses a kiss into what she can reach. ] And honestly, I got no fucking idea what I'd do right now without you.
[ And not just for the actual, quantifiable need for physical contact, either. It's entirely possible she wouldn't even have been able to handle the potential of her inexorably encroaching loss of self alone. ]
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I love you too. [ She lifts a hand to stroke the hair opposite of her headrest, and presses a kiss into what she can reach. ] And honestly, I got no fucking idea what I'd do right now without you.
[ And not just for the actual, quantifiable need for physical contact, either. It's entirely possible she wouldn't even have been able to handle the potential of her inexorably encroaching loss of self alone. ]