[Even Seteth can't help a soft chuckle at that, muffled into the curve of Rosie's shoulder. Even if she can't believe it of herself, surely she can believe that he believes it? Seteth feels satisfied that he's proven his sincerity, at least. Especially now that he gets to recover at his leisure; for the moment, he even seems to have forgotten about the doctor, in favor of savoring the scent of her and the warmth of holding her close.]
We'll need to clean up all those petals, won't we?
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[Even Seteth can't help a soft chuckle at that, muffled into the curve of Rosie's shoulder. Even if she can't believe it of herself, surely she can believe that he believes it? Seteth feels satisfied that he's proven his sincerity, at least. Especially now that he gets to recover at his leisure; for the moment, he even seems to have forgotten about the doctor, in favor of savoring the scent of her and the warmth of holding her close.]
We'll need to clean up all those petals, won't we?