The reassurance isn't something Isla realises she needs, but it feels good as Nate takes her hands, as he tells her - again - that he's alright to do this. Smiling at the kiss he presses to her forehead, she squeezes his hands back (also being careful of the razor) and nods to him. "Alright," she murmurs, straightening up a bit to get to work. "Thank you, Nate." For doing this, for letting her double check. Isla the flesh is weak |
a little place called trust
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the Remedy
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