"Lyonya, lyubimaya." She pulls back to look into his face, her smile subtle but genuine. Her hand comes up and touches his cheek, her thumb brushing his lips.
The real response ripples through his mind, her owl and human voices strangely mingled in an eerie overlay.
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Date: 2011-01-04 06:58 am (UTC)The real response ripples through his mind, her owl and human voices strangely mingled in an eerie overlay.
I love you.