[He lets his arm stay around Ling's shoulders, grinning a little at the impudence of it. His fingers skitter lightly over his shoulder, tugging at his damp shirt until he can slip his fingers under and trace the skin beneath.]
Good answer.
[Very good answer. He tips his head back, eyes closing.]
You could kill em off, I guess. But that'd be kinda messy.
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Good answer.
[Very good answer. He tips his head back, eyes closing.]
You could kill em off, I guess. But that'd be kinda messy.