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[happydreamed]

A little of both, perhaps. Though I don't think I could resist napping on you for too long, but that says more about me.

[sangreine]

I'm delighted to be your pillow as often as possible. Maybe when I need a long stretch of sleep you can return the favor, hm? [ He can stay still for 30 years, right? ] It might spoil me unreasonably, I should warn you. Having you around is dangerously wonderful.

[ Meanwhile, she's making quick work of all this delicious food (leaving more than enough for him, of course, she's careful not to be greedy). ]

[happydreamed]

[Eating at a more leisurely pace.]

I can't imagine I'd be opposed to cuddling with you in any circumstance, particularly if it helps you sleep.

[sangreine]

If I'm relaxed enough, I can sleep for a while. [ wink wink ]

[happydreamed]

'Twould be my pleasure to help you relax.

[flirt flirt flirt

[sangreine]

[ The suggestive flirty-but-fit-for-polite-company thing is sexy as hell, goodness. ]

I didn't truly despise my punishment until just this minute. [ But she scoots over closer to him anyway, at least she's not barred from touch altogether. ]

[happydreamed]

Indeed, 'tis tragic. [Running his fingers through her hair gently. Polite company touch is fine!]

[sangreine]

[ Polite company rules will be respected! But he's fine with cuddling in general, it seems like, so she rests her head on his shoulder and leans into his touch like a cat bumping an outstretched hand. ]

When we're through here and packed up, any chance you could spare a minute to take me somewhere private? Just to thank you with a proper kiss. [ It's not like she can do much else unless they want to get creative. ]

[happydreamed]

[Cuddling is more than fine. It's no secret he's a cuddle bug.]

That could easily be arranged. Though no thanks are necessary, of course.

[sangreine]

[ Not a secret, and one of her favorite things about him (among many)! ]

Then how about just because I want to?

[ And because for once no one is beaten or bloody or in a terrible mood and who knows how long that will last? And because she's a physically demonstrative creature and trying to express herself without kissing (etc) is very Hard Mode and gets her way too inside her head about whether there's any reciprocated desire there. ]

guess who thought this posted but it did not

[happydreamed]

More than fine with me. I quite like kissing you, in fact.

/pats!

[sangreine]

Do you, now? I'm not sure what to make of that. [ How SHOCKING honestly ]

I suppose it would be useless to pretend I'm too ladylike to accept that compliment without swooning.

[happydreamed]

Not if you're going to continue to shower me in such compliments. Fair is fair.

[sangreine]

I suppose fair is fair, then, because I just open my mouth around you and compliments fall out. Quite the predicament. I think you'll have to get used to it.

[happydreamed]

However will I endure?

[Smooches the top of her head.]

[sangreine]

I'll do my best to soothe your misery however I can. [ Namely with snuggles, which she proceeds to offer. Some things she likes more than food. ]

Would you like to watch my new memory before we finish up? I'm interested in an objective perspective, because I don't know what to make of it. I wasn't thinking very clearly. [ And when they do find some privacy, she doesn't want to be focused on her past. Better to get it over with. ]

[happydreamed]

I might not have any useful insight, but I'll see what I can offer.

[Realistically, he doesn't know any more about her past than she does, and without context it's hard to tell some things...]

[sangreine]

Thank you. [ She gives him a kiss on the cheek before going to dig out her phone, and settles in beside him before replaying the memory. It's not traumatic, at least? ]

[ Her mind in that memory is totally blank. Not even language present, nothing. So it's a big challenge to try and really get much from it. She doesn't want to color his thoughts with her attempts at explanations, so in the end she just waits. ]

[happydreamed]

[Doctor watches, attention fixed on the screen. Normally he might make a comment about her nudity, but this is important and he wants to take is seriously.]

...Coming out of hibernation, perhaps. Or - no, 'tis closer to a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis.

[sangreine]

Hibernation makes sense, I suppose. There were no words in my head, only feelings. [ She doesn't say that the state of mind is similar to her massacre, except for that the only feeling was rage. In this memory she had a range of emotions swimming around, as if trying to decide which would win out. ]

A butterfly, hm? It's nice to be compared to something beautiful. [ As opposed to the monster she is. ]

[happydreamed]

You are beautiful, so 'tis an easy comparison to make.

[Not a monster. Never.]

[sangreine]

[ She smiles and rests her head back on his shoulder. Even odd memories are no match for Doctor's compliments. ]

Such a sweet thing to say. I think that line would work very well on me. I would fall helplessly into your arms and look up at you with sad eyes and tell you that you shouldn't say such things, because of course Master has forbidden his servants to be involved... [ bad romance novel description to match the maid outfits is definitely go, and she plays it up nicely. Thank you Kitsu for the melodrama practice. ]

[happydreamed]

I don't care what Master thinks. Let's run away together, Aliza. As long as you're with me, nothing else matters.

[Easily falling into the bad romance melodrama.]

[sangreine]

[ She covers her mouth with one hand, ostensibly a scandalized gasp but really she's trying not to laugh. ]

No matter how I try to resist, my willpower is crumbling. How can I possibly manage to clear Master's dinner table when you're filling my head with such thoughts?

[happydreamed]

There's so much more to life than clearing tables!

[...okay, now he's giggling.]