Athos shivers a little at the touch of cool water on his warm skin, not unpleasantly. He turns onto his back, pillowing his head on his forearm, though his gaze skitters away when they turn their questions on him. He wishes desperately he only knew the answer that would make them most happy.
“Is that so different from what we already are? Besides…this?"
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Date: 2015-03-09 01:21 am (UTC)“Is that so different from what we already are? Besides…this?"