[ but clarke's are better, and he thinks to say it, but forgoes it once she touches him. looking at her as she wipes at his brow, it's then he glances up to watch her wrist. it's almost childlike in the way he's not content to simply look away, but to focus on her hand as though he can step outside of himself to watch it. ]
[ he looks at her again, and instead of joking, he says, ] It's going to take a while for the cake to do its thing. [ he reaches up to brush his thumb against her chin before dropping his hand. ] And you've got a lot of it on your face.
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[ but clarke's are better, and he thinks to say it, but forgoes it once she touches him. looking at her as she wipes at his brow, it's then he glances up to watch her wrist. it's almost childlike in the way he's not content to simply look away, but to focus on her hand as though he can step outside of himself to watch it. ]
[ he looks at her again, and instead of joking, he says, ] It's going to take a while for the cake to do its thing. [ he reaches up to brush his thumb against her chin before dropping his hand. ] And you've got a lot of it on your face.