[What happens upon feeling her smile against his hand and then hearing those words is strange for him. An unfamiliar warmth blooms in his chest followed by a sort of giddiness that he doesn't have a proper name for.
He's not even sure which him she's talking about. He's come back to her more than once now, both as a human and a monster, so maybe it doesn't matter. All that matters is the way it feels when she nuzzles his neck.
He leans into her, instinctively wanting to be closer but hesitating to put his arms around her becomes something in the back of his mind is telling him he doesn't want her to feel trapped. But when she presses her lips to his throat he realizes that maybe there is a word for this feeling, after all.]
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He's not even sure which him she's talking about. He's come back to her more than once now, both as a human and a monster, so maybe it doesn't matter. All that matters is the way it feels when she nuzzles his neck.
He leans into her, instinctively wanting to be closer but hesitating to put his arms around her becomes something in the back of his mind is telling him he doesn't want her to feel trapped. But when she presses her lips to his throat he realizes that maybe there is a word for this feeling, after all.]
This is a happy memory.