[ It's all he says, because he believes her, and he trusts her. He wants Clarice to be around, to help - both the Underground and him. He wants her here with him, every step of the way, with her sassy quips and her gentleness.
He wants more, too. God, but he wants so much more; things they don't have time to explore right now, but that he craves. Her skin against his, the drag of her tongue, his hands tangled in her hair. He wants more of her, all of her, but they barely ever have chances for intimacy. He's going to have to be patient.
And in the meantime, in a bid of not holding everything together himself, he looks away from a moment, eyes fixing on the cut of Clarice's jaw. ]
I'm worried, about Lorna. I feel like she's slipping away. The Frosts are getting to her.
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[ It's all he says, because he believes her, and he trusts her. He wants Clarice to be around, to help - both the Underground and him. He wants her here with him, every step of the way, with her sassy quips and her gentleness.
He wants more, too. God, but he wants so much more; things they don't have time to explore right now, but that he craves. Her skin against his, the drag of her tongue, his hands tangled in her hair. He wants more of her, all of her, but they barely ever have chances for intimacy. He's going to have to be patient.
And in the meantime, in a bid of not holding everything together himself, he looks away from a moment, eyes fixing on the cut of Clarice's jaw. ]
I'm worried, about Lorna. I feel like she's slipping away. The Frosts are getting to her.