[SE] and again for good luck

KIADA

It is what people say, though she can’t blame them. What else would anyone be able to say when faced with other people’s grief? So she lets it pass with a low hum of agreement, unable to add anything else. It helps when he runs his hand through her hair and she leans into it like a cat, shifting the subject to the playful comments of magicians and using that as a leeway to let the sadder part of the conversation shift. And it works, at least, until his question surprises her and she peers down at him with curious iceberg blues.

She’d thought it was a given that she wanted him to stay, but the fact he asks is sweet enough that she lets a gentler and somewhat playful smile cross her face, shifting slightly atop him in a way that does spark a sharp inhale of breath when she props herself up with her hands on either side of his head. “I do want you to stay. Do you want to stay?” She asks, tilting her head slightly. If she's being honest, she'd not complain with a round two.

i was young and stupid then, always playing for the win
don't know where we got this bad, i just wish i had you back