[She listens, taking in his mind, the way his voice weaves the words together with the thoughts in his head. It makes her a little lightheaded, a little giddy and she's grinning before long, eyes bright.
She likes the story, likes the way ti feels against her, likes the way it echoes in her head. She wants to keep this moment, keep everything about the tale an the teller close but she knows it will trickle away, get lost in the shuffle of her brain.
By the end she's leaning forward, actively listening with a pleased expression on her face. When it comes to an end, she applauds, grinning. and obviously craving more.]
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She likes the story, likes the way ti feels against her, likes the way it echoes in her head. She wants to keep this moment, keep everything about the tale an the teller close but she knows it will trickle away, get lost in the shuffle of her brain.
By the end she's leaning forward, actively listening with a pleased expression on her face. When it comes to an end, she applauds, grinning. and obviously craving more.]