[ She's still tense for a moment, but it's broken by her soft laugh. The sound is light, airy, barely there. But her hands are solid and real as she reaches up to pull him (them) closer. He bends to her without complaint, even if the angle is somewhat uncomfortable. That's temporary, though– it's difficult to continue being sore over it when she's around.
Especially since she's threading her fingers through his hair. The motion is so relaxing, tension easing out of his muscles in little pieces. His shoulders drop a bit, stress lowering. It's a bit funny how he discovered that helps after his crime coefficient had already become irreparable. But, going over the "what ifs" doesn't do him any good, as much as he finds himself looping back to it.
What's in the past is there to stay. He'll put his focus on the future. ]
Well... [ Considering she'd be staying in her apartment otherwise. Gino drops his hands to her waist, lightly encircling his arms around her middle. ] ...yes.
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Especially since she's threading her fingers through his hair. The motion is so relaxing, tension easing out of his muscles in little pieces. His shoulders drop a bit, stress lowering. It's a bit funny how he discovered that helps after his crime coefficient had already become irreparable. But, going over the "what ifs" doesn't do him any good, as much as he finds himself looping back to it.
What's in the past is there to stay. He'll put his focus on the future. ]
Well... [ Considering she'd be staying in her apartment otherwise. Gino drops his hands to her waist, lightly encircling his arms around her middle. ] ...yes.
Especially.