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She had flinched a little when she felt his hand on her back, the heat immediately spreading around the area where his fingers rested. The touch was warm and...comforting. It was sweet...kind of like Eric; Lenox was surprised yet again when the warmth of his body spread a little more over hers as he leaned down, his lips brushing her hair. She slowly stopped crying, focusing more on the warm sensations that flowed through her just from those kind touches. Is that what it felt like to have someone else comfort her? To have them touch her gently and not simply hold her down like a wild dog? She couldn't remember anything before waking up in the White Room so she wasn't sure if she had ever been touched or embraced by another human before.
Slowly, she sat up and turned her watery eyes towards him, staring at his face and seeing the sincerity there trying to hide underneath his frown. When she felt his hand slip from her back, she looked down at it, the source of the warmth she felt, and wrapped her fingers around it. Her skin tingled at the close contact, the first kind touch she's felt since waking up in the White Room, and she didn't want to let it go.
"...Will you?" she asked him, her eyes shining hopefully, "The flowers...will you actually get some for me?"
Slowly, she sat up and turned her watery eyes towards him, staring at his face and seeing the sincerity there trying to hide underneath his frown. When she felt his hand slip from her back, she looked down at it, the source of the warmth she felt, and wrapped her fingers around it. Her skin tingled at the close contact, the first kind touch she's felt since waking up in the White Room, and she didn't want to let it go.
"...Will you?" she asked him, her eyes shining hopefully, "The flowers...will you actually get some for me?"