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”You left that part out.”
“I would,” she says, quietly, and steps forward to bury her face in his chest. “I would tell you anything, and it’s a little frightening.”
He wraps his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her head. “But I am not forcing you to, you may tell me when I am ready.”
She tries to cuddle deeper into his arms, and makes a sound of frustration at being thwarted by his chain mail. “I do wish you didn’t have to wear this all the time.”