[God, when was...the last time someone even asked him that? When was the last time he allowed circumstances to align so that someone felt like they could? He...has to think about that one, for a minute. For a really long minute.]
[Eventually, though, he squeezes her hand back, an incremental increase in pressure, along with almost a smile.]
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[God, when was...the last time someone even asked him that? When was the last time he allowed circumstances to align so that someone felt like they could? He...has to think about that one, for a minute. For a really long minute.]
[Eventually, though, he squeezes her hand back, an incremental increase in pressure, along with almost a smile.]
...music.
I like music.