[As she holds his gaze, a strange feeling comes to him and it only worsens when he feels her nails scratching lightly against his bare back. He has to mentally push it down, but then he stiffens at her words.
Stay...
...
It makes sense, of course she wouldn't want to be alone. Step back from the line, step back from the line...]
...Of course. [A small exhale as he straightens his thoughts. He then glances up towards the bedroom door.
........]
...But I'm not sure if we would both fit very well.
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Stay...
...
It makes sense, of course she wouldn't want to be alone. Step back from the line, step back from the line...]
...Of course. [A small exhale as he straightens his thoughts. He then glances up towards the bedroom door.
........]
...But I'm not sure if we would both fit very well.
[He says it dryly, meaning it in half jest.]