[Of all the stupid things to make her stomach turn and her chest and face burn hot, it's this... A woman... touching his ears...
She knows that the two of them aren't exclusive, and it's not as if it's a romantic thing, but... as she stares down at the ears that are on her lap, she can't help but feel... a slight sense of betrayal? That she wasn't the one who had the opportunity to do it when she was in her right mind. That she isn't the only one who—
But then he says that...]
Her ears? Does she have ones like ours, too?
[She doesn't mean for her voice to sound so stiff or sharp, but what in the actual fuck—]
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She knows that the two of them aren't exclusive, and it's not as if it's a romantic thing, but... as she stares down at the ears that are on her lap, she can't help but feel... a slight sense of betrayal? That she wasn't the one who had the opportunity to do it when she was in her right mind. That she isn't the only one who—
But then he says that...]
Her ears? Does she have ones like ours, too?
[She doesn't mean for her voice to sound so stiff or sharp, but what in the actual fuck—]