[There's an intriguing innuendo in what he says that should be explored. A half formed joke about voyeurism comes to mind, but the witty comment dissolves into quiet contentment as he places a soothing hand on her back and hair. She feels warm, too warm actually, but she likes being hugged by her boyfriend too much to let go.]
If that's okay?
[She murmurs into his shoulder then pulls back enough to let him see a small smile. Vague notions of needing to see a doctor are in the background of her thoughts, and maybe they wouldn't be vague notions if she could see how her entire right hand has swollen and turned dark where blood has pooled under her skin, but for now it's still resting on Masaomi's side where she hasn't paid it any further mind.]
But won't the other ducks be jealous if Masaomi flies me?
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If that's okay?
[She murmurs into his shoulder then pulls back enough to let him see a small smile. Vague notions of needing to see a doctor are in the background of her thoughts, and maybe they wouldn't be vague notions if she could see how her entire right hand has swollen and turned dark where blood has pooled under her skin, but for now it's still resting on Masaomi's side where she hasn't paid it any further mind.]
But won't the other ducks be jealous if Masaomi flies me?