"It isn't what I ever pictured either, Herbert," he murmurs,resting his gaze where the cold, delicate hand sits atop his. They look so different, still.
"But I can't imagine anything else, now. And...besides...I like who you are. You're better than you think you are, I think."
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"But I can't imagine anything else, now. And...besides...I like who you are. You're better than you think you are, I think."