[ She slips down then, sinking so she's more level to Ilde, shifting to be comfortable, trying to let the tension slip out of her shoulders, shake loose the breath stuck in her throat. Takes effort, little by little, until she looks up from under the fall of her hair at her.
It's not so much saying it - but she leans in this time of her own accord, and kisses her again in barely a brush of a thing, catching against the sulk of Ilde's lips, lingering to pull away slowly. A thready exhale as she pulls back so far as she can look her in the eyes again - and figures that is enough to say that - alright, she could do that. They seemed far too suited to meeting in the middle, it seemed. She was thankful for it. ]
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It's not so much saying it - but she leans in this time of her own accord, and kisses her again in barely a brush of a thing, catching against the sulk of Ilde's lips, lingering to pull away slowly. A thready exhale as she pulls back so far as she can look her in the eyes again - and figures that is enough to say that - alright, she could do that. They seemed far too suited to meeting in the middle, it seemed. She was thankful for it. ]