Stitch takes her hand, warm and soft against his fur. This is familiar, he used to do this with... someone. She (definitely a she, she she she) was littler then River, though. He shakes his head as the ache begins pinging again, and decides to try and restore more language instead.
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Stitch takes her hand, warm and soft against his fur. This is familiar, he used to do this with... someone. She (definitely a she, she she she) was littler then River, though. He shakes his head as the ache begins pinging again, and decides to try and restore more language instead.
"What's a Simon?"