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[killertrack]

[ Settling with Isabelle on top of him, it's actually - despite the fact that it shouldn't be comfortable, it is. He doesn't really want to move anywhere, or do anything than hold her close. He knows it's not exactly like he can stay here forever, but for right now? It's just perfect.

When she speaks, he raises an eyebrow himself, hardly believing she'd doubt it in any way, shape or form. But he's feeling the same way - wondering if she's going to regret it, thinking they've jumped ahead too fast now, or if she's content with their new state of affairs. ]

Very - very good. [ When he speaks, he lets his face relax into a serious, honest look, meaning it and wanting Isabelle to know he is 100% honest and earnest about it. It feels cheesy, but it seems important for her to know that. ] Yeah?