[ It's nice, how happy he is to be touched. And how free he is with the affection in turn. She laughs softly and tips her head up into his kisses, happy to encourage more of that. ]
Then I won't be. I trust you. ...I feel safe with you.
[ Even she knows it had been too early to write that about him when she'd penned the first letter to Medea. But now it's true beyond any doubt. She gives his arm a light squeeze and finally brushes her lips against his again. ]
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Then I won't be. I trust you. ...I feel safe with you.
[ Even she knows it had been too early to write that about him when she'd penned the first letter to Medea. But now it's true beyond any doubt. She gives his arm a light squeeze and finally brushes her lips against his again. ]