"You're a wise man," she laughs, resting her head against his shoulder as they walk. It's comfortable now in a way that it hadn't been even a few months before. Sybil is glad things are no longer strained, for she missed him when they were. "At least as wise as my father, likely."
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Date: 2013-06-02 12:14 am (UTC)