[ Once her sleeves are rolled up to her elbows, Mey-Rin lays her hands on her lap. There are a couple of scars visible along her forearms although they are nothing compared to the others Riza has seen before thanks to the maid's embarrassing clear clothed arrival.
The brush against her cheek earns a flush and her fingertips curl a bit into the fabric of her apron even as she leans just a bit into the touch. It was alright, wasn't it? To enjoy something like this? ]
I am too... I was so worried about you. I wish I had been there to help.
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The brush against her cheek earns a flush and her fingertips curl a bit into the fabric of her apron even as she leans just a bit into the touch. It was alright, wasn't it? To enjoy something like this? ]
I am too... I was so worried about you. I wish I had been there to help.