[Claude keeps his hand there even after she flinches, if only to show the gesture doesn't mean any harm, nor was it intended to startle her. Almost imperceptibly, though, her shoulders seem to relax, and he feels the swish of her silky tail against him. It's... something.]
Too late. [He lets out a quiet laugh, shifting on his side to rest his forehead between her shoulderblades.] No take-backsies.
[He closes his eyes, starting to give in to his exhaustion. There's something comforting about being in the presence of someone he now knows he can trust, without reservation. It's a feeling that ebbs out across their connection, like a warm, gentle breeze.]
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Too late. [He lets out a quiet laugh, shifting on his side to rest his forehead between her shoulderblades.] No take-backsies.
[He closes his eyes, starting to give in to his exhaustion. There's something comforting about being in the presence of someone he now knows he can trust, without reservation. It's a feeling that ebbs out across their connection, like a warm, gentle breeze.]