[That tug unbalances her, so it's less than graceful when she complies and tumbles into his lap. All of this is rather clumsy, really. But it's sweet and she finds that she doesn't entirely mind.
Her fingers curl and uncurl in his hair as she adjusts her position. There, that's a little less knees-and-elbows. Her other hand comes to rest for the moment on his shoulder.]
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Her fingers curl and uncurl in his hair as she adjusts her position. There, that's a little less knees-and-elbows. Her other hand comes to rest for the moment on his shoulder.]