Date: 2020-08-27 03:23 pm (UTC)
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Let the wind go out of them. It would be the greater kindness to keep him at this little reserved distance so that later, should things go as they eventually must—

(she has been at this work far too long to let herself pretend that they won't—eventually she will disappear; if she is clever, it will simply look like she got bored, or she died, or she ran away with someone)

—he will be allowed to think 'Well at least we weren't so close as all that.' Or maybe even, should the very worst (being discovered) come to pass, 'Ah, it all makes sense now; she cared about me enough not to use this part.'

Wouldn't that be lovely?

Fitcher smiles at him, her nails scratching idly at the scuff of his beard.

"I doubt he's much of a kisser though, that Lazar. Over eager. Very wet." She taps the side of her nose, punctuating it with an unnecessarily mugging squint as if to say she has seen the type before.

She leans down and kisses him then, brief and honey sweet, because she is working and painful things are sometimes necessary in all business.
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