[He feels a little silly now, not saying anything, and being so worried. But he can't help himself. After a moment, his concerned expression melts into a relieved smile. Eyes closed, he rests his forehead (and horns) lightly against hers.]
I... sorry. Truth be told, I've been meanin' to do that for awhile.
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I... sorry. Truth be told, I've been meanin' to do that for awhile.