[ there's a brief look of frustration that crosses her face, at the question. not directed at him, but herself. it's frustrating, to have to stop something that should be normal, but isn't.
it's also frustrating to associate kaz with that, of all things. something he would never do to her.
she's sorely tempted to say no, the hesitation clear as inej's hands slide to his neck, running her thumbs over his jawline as she focuses on breathing, and easing her pulse. she wants to keep going, but . . . ending this night in crying is probably not the best. ]
Yes.
[ she murmurs, the disappointment apparent in the tone of her voice. and she moves off of his lap, back to kneeling on the bed, tugging the robe a bit so it drapes around her shoulders, though she doesn't bother shrugging back into it. ]
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it's also frustrating to associate kaz with that, of all things. something he would never do to her.
she's sorely tempted to say no, the hesitation clear as inej's hands slide to his neck, running her thumbs over his jawline as she focuses on breathing, and easing her pulse. she wants to keep going, but . . . ending this night in crying is probably not the best. ]
Yes.
[ she murmurs, the disappointment apparent in the tone of her voice. and she moves off of his lap, back to kneeling on the bed, tugging the robe a bit so it drapes around her shoulders, though she doesn't bother shrugging back into it. ]