You are not the first to tell me. [There are plenty of things that can still her, the suffering of others being one of them. Her smile softens her features when he sits beside her, pleased that he took the invitation to sit beside her. The bed itself is still not all the comfortable, but she now has a quilt and two pillows with Nicolas Cage's face on them-- whoever he is.
She places one hand on his as the other comes to gently touch at the side of his face.]
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She places one hand on his as the other comes to gently touch at the side of his face.]
I must admit that I do not want you to.