[She sees it, he likes her. Thinks she's nice to look at, but he does it gently. There's no punch of barely concealed lust to make her feel sick and confused, no not-so-secret needs, nothing twisted or frightening.
It's new. She ducks her head and keeps his hands maybe a little too long before nodding and taking a step back. If she's blushing, she trusts he won't make fun of her for it.]
Will look, meet you... back here. Okay.
[And she's just going to go now because she wants a fort as soon as possible.]
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It's new. She ducks her head and keeps his hands maybe a little too long before nodding and taking a step back. If she's blushing, she trusts he won't make fun of her for it.]
Will look, meet you... back here. Okay.
[And she's just going to go now because she wants a fort as soon as possible.]