[ Nothing seems to be going as it should, but she doesn't have the energy to allow most thoughts to fully form. The bigger issue, though, is that sometimes the ones that do form are more outlandish than they normally might be. ]
...alright, thank you.
[ What he says leaves her curious, unsure what he might mean, but she's more than distracted by the gesture he makes. It isn't that Anabel thinks she's specifically unwanted so much as she knows Nanu and she knows he doesn't like people in his personal space, let alone touching him. Affection didn't matter, he was uncomfortable with it so to her it was more... that awareness and trying to respect it.
It's just sometimes it's so hard to do that with him and she's unsure why. Why is it she seeks him out for physical comfort or a need to... to what? What is even happening right now? It has her breath in sharply, audibly, almost shocked by the gesture. The sweetness of it is nearly unbearable in some ways and it has her mind throw out a string of intrusive thoughts that never finish about it being a romantic gesture and kind and wonderful and she likes how he feels because she feels safe and he smells a little like that warm, velvety soft Persian fur and it's nice all of this is... nice.
Stiff for a moment, then finally easing against him. Still too hot, hot enough that body heat doesn't really make a difference. It's... something. It's really something. ]
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...alright, thank you.
[ What he says leaves her curious, unsure what he might mean, but she's more than distracted by the gesture he makes. It isn't that Anabel thinks she's specifically unwanted so much as she knows Nanu and she knows he doesn't like people in his personal space, let alone touching him. Affection didn't matter, he was uncomfortable with it so to her it was more... that awareness and trying to respect it.
It's just sometimes it's so hard to do that with him and she's unsure why. Why is it she seeks him out for physical comfort or a need to... to what? What is even happening right now? It has her breath in sharply, audibly, almost shocked by the gesture. The sweetness of it is nearly unbearable in some ways and it has her mind throw out a string of intrusive thoughts that never finish about it being a romantic gesture and kind and wonderful and she likes how he feels because she feels safe and he smells a little like that warm, velvety soft Persian fur and it's nice all of this is... nice.
Stiff for a moment, then finally easing against him. Still too hot, hot enough that body heat doesn't really make a difference. It's... something. It's really something. ]
...Nanu.