[When she turns back to him, her eyes linger a little longer than probably necessary. Wow. Heine in a suit. She never could have imagined it. What happened to the chains and the high collars? Not that she minds--he looks good.
Nill catches herself thinking that and has to turn away. She doesn't want him to see her blush yet.
In spite of herself, Nill's heart leaps. She wants him to stay. She wants him to tell her what he's been doing for the past few years, what made him finally come back. She wants him to tell her everything. Maybe because she can't exactly do the same. She thinks she's gotten control of her face and makes her way towards the couch to settle beside him delicately, hardly making an indent on the couch. The thread hums and she holds up her and so she can look down at it instead of at his face. If she does she thinks she'll blush again. Nill nods, smiling. Of course he can stay.]
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Nill catches herself thinking that and has to turn away. She doesn't want him to see her blush yet.
In spite of herself, Nill's heart leaps. She wants him to stay. She wants him to tell her what he's been doing for the past few years, what made him finally come back. She wants him to tell her everything. Maybe because she can't exactly do the same. She thinks she's gotten control of her face and makes her way towards the couch to settle beside him delicately, hardly making an indent on the couch. The thread hums and she holds up her and so she can look down at it instead of at his face. If she does she thinks she'll blush again. Nill nods, smiling. Of course he can stay.]