[For a while, Xion says nothing. At last she leans back a little - not enough to break out of his hold, but enough that she can look at him. She laughs, helplessly, tears still leaking out of the corners of her eyes.]
I guess you're glad, too?
[Beyond that, she doesn't push him, or anything. She's content to wait, content to stay where she is, until whenever he feels ready.]
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I guess you're glad, too?
[Beyond that, she doesn't push him, or anything. She's content to wait, content to stay where she is, until whenever he feels ready.]