[His other hand came up as he turned to her, stroking back a strand of hair as he looked down at those night-lit features he'd become so enamored of.]
I do wish. I find a lot of my own desires lately gravitate around you. But... you already know that, don't you. Danger is... moot. Life is danger. When people can die just crossing the street or eating a bloody nut, danger becomes somewhat relative. I'd rather live and have as few regrets as possible than wonder 'what if'.
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[His other hand came up as he turned to her, stroking back a strand of hair as he looked down at those night-lit features he'd become so enamored of.]
I do wish. I find a lot of my own desires lately gravitate around you. But... you already know that, don't you. Danger is... moot. Life is danger. When people can die just crossing the street or eating a bloody nut, danger becomes somewhat relative. I'd rather live and have as few regrets as possible than wonder 'what if'.