[It's sweet, what she's saying - and he can't really say in earnest that it isn't true. He works very hard, and he has a lot to show for it...and if he's being really honest? He's kind of proud of himself, too. Sucking in a long breath, he steps into the skirt.
But that little sputter, the downturn of the head; his sweet smile falters only a little at the edges, his hand sliding from her shoulder to the side of her face. He could ask, he could press, but - he knows her, he knows she'll say it's nothing.
So instead?]
But...I couldn't have come this far without you, you know.
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[It's sweet, what she's saying - and he can't really say in earnest that it isn't true. He works very hard, and he has a lot to show for it...and if he's being really honest? He's kind of proud of himself, too. Sucking in a long breath, he steps into the skirt.
But that little sputter, the downturn of the head; his sweet smile falters only a little at the edges, his hand sliding from her shoulder to the side of her face. He could ask, he could press, but - he knows her, he knows she'll say it's nothing.
So instead?]
But...I couldn't have come this far without you, you know.