[ lydia's reluctant to be touched. she curls her fingers into a white-knuckled fist and it's a good thing she spent so much time filing her nails while in the car and while he was in the shower because any longer and they might break the skin of her palms. he may manage just a brush of the fingers over her knuckles before she's pulling back, cradling it to her chest as if touching burned. ]
Yeah, I get it. That's very brave of you. We'd both be dead, but at least you were chivalrous about it.
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Yeah, I get it. That's very brave of you. We'd both be dead, but at least you were chivalrous about it.