You are not a monster. If you were, my song would not have reached you, and yet here we are.
[since he's not objecting, she's just going to continue dragging her fingers through his hair, careful not to snag. She doesn't seem phased by the attitude, instead she starts to hum the same melody from before, the volume barely a whisper.]
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[since he's not objecting, she's just going to continue dragging her fingers through his hair, careful not to snag. She doesn't seem phased by the attitude, instead she starts to hum the same melody from before, the volume barely a whisper.]