[ that breath against his ear is enough that he has to bite into his lip to keep from issuing a sigh for an answer. the words break the spell, and frank isn't sure whether to be grateful for that or not. why not? he knows she won't accept a nonanswer this time, not when they've both so decisively crossed this line together. ]
Least I could do. [ a murmur but sincere. he doesn't try and tell her he's trash even though he believes it. he can say it another way; can actually make it sound like he's a real person. he isn't whole, but maybe after being dragged into this world, neither is she. ] I don't mind.
[ it feels good to be useful in a way that isn't blowing some guy's brains out. and maybe he doesn't mind the way she presses against him now either, anchoring her fingers into him like he's her lifeline. ]
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Least I could do. [ a murmur but sincere. he doesn't try and tell her he's trash even though he believes it. he can say it another way; can actually make it sound like he's a real person. he isn't whole, but maybe after being dragged into this world, neither is she. ] I don't mind.
[ it feels good to be useful in a way that isn't blowing some guy's brains out. and maybe he doesn't mind the way she presses against him now either, anchoring her fingers into him like he's her lifeline. ]