Immediately, the Knight leans in, pressing their face flat against his beard before wrapping their arms as far as they can go (and a few tendrils of Wing reaching around more). They didn't quite think they wanted this until it was happening.
The thoughts aren't any quieter, but they, and all the horrible wrongness, are easier to ignore.
They'll let go before Lemm does this time, but make no motion to pull away.
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The thoughts aren't any quieter, but they, and all the horrible wrongness, are easier to ignore.
They'll let go before Lemm does this time, but make no motion to pull away.