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Oh. She breathed softly. You're welcome. Her voice was meek but honest. Never had she thought that her words would help someone. It was no secret that she was not the best with her words. Shall we look back at her floundering upon originally offering help? Then he flipped things around once more and questioned her. This time she had the sinking feeling that bumping into him would not fix the situation.

Silence hovered between them for a few beats. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth but eventually she found it in her to speak again. Would...would you kick me in your sleep? She didn't directly ask what she was seeking but she had faith he knew what she meant. Besides, being vague felt far easier than outright saying it.