[ She doesn't flinch away, but her gaze is clouded. There isn't hatred, and there is barely recognition. The fear never leaves, making her muscles tight and her breath always hitched, even when she smiles. But she isn't smiling now.
There's a flash of something, a gleam of wire as she reaches with her other hand up around his neck, and slowly releases his tie, just as she leans for a kiss, whispering with a shaky breath. ]
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There's a flash of something, a gleam of wire as she reaches with her other hand up around his neck, and slowly releases his tie, just as she leans for a kiss, whispering with a shaky breath. ]
For your crimes. For your crimes...