[ Even with his eyes weak, he can see the stress on her face. She's struggling and she must be afraid -- afraid for him, at least. She did admit worry, but not fear; he doubts it's at all like her to admit anything like that.
After all, that's what she always says: nothing can hurt her; she's Diamond Lil.
Oddly, the idea of that being arrogance has never really stood out to him.
When she comes closer, he leans forward as much as he can to meet her, his forehead resting against hers. ]
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After all, that's what she always says: nothing can hurt her; she's Diamond Lil.
Oddly, the idea of that being arrogance has never really stood out to him.
When she comes closer, he leans forward as much as he can to meet her, his forehead resting against hers. ]
Worrying too much.
[ He mutters it and his lips ghost over hers. ]