[And just like that. Freya lets out half a breath she didn't think she was holding, warmly returning the hug. Even with that blessing, it still felt wrong to keep from the shorter woman, but... Freya had to be absolutely sure before she sent the girl into a panic.]
[Christ, she loved Penelope. It was a bittersweet thought, now, and Freya had to remind herself to back away from it before she dwelt too much.]
Thanks. Means a lot. [One of her hands splays against Pen's back in the hug, determined to get to know the new contours before everything went to shit.] I mean it. Won't be long.
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[Christ, she loved Penelope. It was a bittersweet thought, now, and Freya had to remind herself to back away from it before she dwelt too much.]
Thanks. Means a lot. [One of her hands splays against Pen's back in the hug, determined to get to know the new contours before everything went to shit.] I mean it. Won't be long.