[ She opens her eyes again at the weight of his hand on her knee, and the part of her that fell quiet at the touch says like this. Through risk, through making offers of yourself, through being afraid and unsure of your footing and walking forward all the same.
Through taking the chances that are offered.
It's likely a time will come when she would like to be able to say that she hesitated. That she paused and thought about everything that it would mean to her, to him, to her husband, to Byerly, or even that she paused to think about what conclusions this Loki might draw about her; but the only time that passes before her fingers lightly brush the length of his palm and spread to lace with his is what was necessary to free her hand from the thin leather glove that covered it.
Alexandrie smiles, small and soft, and lets her head rest on his shoulder. Lets that be her answer. ]
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Through taking the chances that are offered.
It's likely a time will come when she would like to be able to say that she hesitated. That she paused and thought about everything that it would mean to her, to him, to her husband, to Byerly, or even that she paused to think about what conclusions this Loki might draw about her; but the only time that passes before her fingers lightly brush the length of his palm and spread to lace with his is what was necessary to free her hand from the thin leather glove that covered it.
Alexandrie smiles, small and soft, and lets her head rest on his shoulder. Lets that be her answer. ]