Tell me about him? [ He tucks her head under his chin, happy that the two of them can just be like this. It reminds him a little of Yulia, in that hall. Except there's no tears now, no grief over Marcin and apologies for crossed lines when he'd back off instead of run after her to push her to talk about her feelings. ]
Your brother, I mean.
[ He smiles, bows his chin a little, so that his lips hover sort of over the very top of her head. ]
And then we can swap and you can ask me anything you like.
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Your brother, I mean.
[ He smiles, bows his chin a little, so that his lips hover sort of over the very top of her head. ]
And then we can swap and you can ask me anything you like.
[ It seems a good enough way to pass the time. ]