[And yet...she is asking this from him? The man who's killed so many?]
[He leans in a little - his heart feels like a motor, unable to stop its pace - to place his chin against the top of her head. She can probably hear the sigh through his lungs as his fingers scrape up to behind her ear.]
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[And yet...she is asking this from him? The man who's killed so many?]
[He leans in a little - his heart feels like a motor, unable to stop its pace - to place his chin against the top of her head. She can probably hear the sigh through his lungs as his fingers scrape up to behind her ear.]
Not in a single life?