[that elicits one of those small sounds out of him, one eye closing while the other squints up at him. the tingling is back, radiating wherever Grey's fingers were; it really is that easy, isn't it?
he curls his fingers into the freshly-laid sheet under him.
after a swallow:] That's kind of mysterious, you know. A, a lot of what you say and do is mysterious to me, though... [head empty of nuance and all.]
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he curls his fingers into the freshly-laid sheet under him.
after a swallow:] That's kind of mysterious, you know. A, a lot of what you say and do is mysterious to me, though... [head empty of nuance and all.]