[ Neria exhales as they finally part, eyes opening and immediately looking downward. She doesn't know what to say and she is grateful that Cullen speaks first, that he is still smiling when all is said and done. She smiles with him, the gesture crooked in its uncertainty, and she manages a tiny laugh. Neria still sounds breathless, her heart pounding in her chest. ]
I'm sorry.
[ No, she's not. She truly isn't. But she will be sorry enough if he is uncomfortable. The way he smiles suggests it was not the worst decision she could have made. Neria breathes out and murmurs, quieter, as if anyone else could hear them: ]
I wanted to do that. I've...been wanting to do that for some time.
[ And now, in such an intimate moment, it seemed like the best idea. If she will never kiss him again, this moment has been enough, perfect beyond words. ]
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I'm sorry.
[ No, she's not. She truly isn't. But she will be sorry enough if he is uncomfortable. The way he smiles suggests it was not the worst decision she could have made. Neria breathes out and murmurs, quieter, as if anyone else could hear them: ]
I wanted to do that. I've...been wanting to do that for some time.
[ And now, in such an intimate moment, it seemed like the best idea. If she will never kiss him again, this moment has been enough, perfect beyond words. ]