"We do seem to," agrees Havelock, with a very slight, tired but satisfied smile. He looks down at Aria, who is awake but dreamy, eyes held open in the fixed manner of a tired child about to sleep any time now, but holding on to consciousness.
He strokes her cheek lightly, something he's gotten more confident about as the weeks go by, and carefully gets to his feet so as not to jar her.
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Date: 2007-10-21 10:19 pm (UTC)From:He strokes her cheek lightly, something he's gotten more confident about as the weeks go by, and carefully gets to his feet so as not to jar her.