[The doctor seems entirely too pleased to continue supervising, folding his hands and sitting back to watch. Seteth is a little more hesitant to kiss back this time, brows furrowing uncertainly even as a hand curls over her cheek. Something feels..... off, somehow. More..... jarring, maybe? Like a sloppily stitched seam, the edges don't quite line up the way they should. Without knowing why or how, though, how can he properly voice that confusion or concern? Is he just imagining things?]
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[The doctor seems entirely too pleased to continue supervising, folding his hands and sitting back to watch. Seteth is a little more hesitant to kiss back this time, brows furrowing uncertainly even as a hand curls over her cheek. Something feels..... off, somehow. More..... jarring, maybe? Like a sloppily stitched seam, the edges don't quite line up the way they should. Without knowing why or how, though, how can he properly voice that confusion or concern? Is he just imagining things?]
Are you sure?