[She struggles with what to do, with how far she should push or how much of his attention she can rightfully command. Of course he'll keep secrets; she wouldn't tell him everything if she were in his position either. But it's dangerous. She can't risk him holding out too much, either.
Psychically she pushes his legs down, pins him back in the seat as she flips the cup holder between them up, and settles herself on his knees. It feels weird to her, considering the last person she had this kind of contact with was Equius (poor Equius), and it must feel weird to him, but she wants his full, undivided attention.]
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Psychically she pushes his legs down, pins him back in the seat as she flips the cup holder between them up, and settles herself on his knees. It feels weird to her, considering the last person she had this kind of contact with was Equius (poor Equius), and it must feel weird to him, but she wants his full, undivided attention.]
And you don't remember any of this, do you?