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Old 04-23-2026, 04:51 AM   #108 (permalink)
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Nyle listened quietly, her words settling the way good soil did over depleted land. There was something steady in what she was saying, something he knew was true even if he hadn't always let himself believe it ― or, more so than that, believed it applied to himself as well.

"Yeah," he murmured, voice softer, as he nodded lightly. "I think… I'm starting to understand that all that still applies to me too."

Her grin pulled at something lighter in him, though the thought that followed was a quieter one. They could talk like this all day. They probably had before. On multiple occasions, surely.

"Oh—sorry," he said quickly, withdrawing his caressing fingers along the book, only just now realizing what he was doing. A faint flush crept up his neck, incalescent at the tips of his ears. "That was—um. More of a nervous habit than anything. I wasn't—well. Thank you. For offering." e released a small, sheepish huff of breath. "It's… a good book."

At her offer about the garden, her garden, something in his expression softened — genuinely this time, without the undercurrent of hesitation.

"That would be nice," he nodded. "I'd like that." He glanced up at her briefly once again, pulling his eyes back to his hands after a moment. Almost like if he held that look for too long he might say ― or do ― more than intended. "And helping, too... when I can."
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