[ He's half-curled on his side, face pressed against the agreeably tacky carpet - just tacky enough, not too too bright for drunken eyes which are... closed drunken eyes, anyway - when he hears her voice, peels one eye open. ]
My hero.
[ And yes, yes, that's one hand reaching to brush her cheek. She's his knight in shining armor, best, best Kat. Got to thank her, mmhm. ]
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My hero.
[ And yes, yes, that's one hand reaching to brush her cheek. She's his knight in shining armor, best, best Kat. Got to thank her, mmhm. ]