[ At first he only sees her reflection in the glass, freezes in place as he shuts his eyes because he isn't sure he's ready for this after all. It's not what he expected, and she probably had to dig through piles of clothes to find something like this. Was it intentional? He isn't sure, he sits back at first, then slowly turns his head to look at her.
It's not completely accurate, but that's unsurprising. He still can't pinpoint his own time properly.
Her hair is down again, mostly down against her back revealing her shoulders with the way the dress slopes. Quietly, he raises a hand, bites at it as he tries to tear his eyes away.
It's really hard to swallow. ] It's fine. [ His voice even sounds hoarse, which is embarrassing. He clears his throat, then tries again. ] It's fine.
Do you... [ Are you trying to kill me? ] Still have your hair tie?
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It's not completely accurate, but that's unsurprising. He still can't pinpoint his own time properly.
Her hair is down again, mostly down against her back revealing her shoulders with the way the dress slopes. Quietly, he raises a hand, bites at it as he tries to tear his eyes away.
It's really hard to swallow. ] It's fine. [ His voice even sounds hoarse, which is embarrassing. He clears his throat, then tries again. ] It's fine.
Do you... [ Are you trying to kill me? ] Still have your hair tie?