She looks at him for a moment, like she's reading him, thinking about how she's not sure if he's ever said anything that directly caring before. He's not like other paramours (is he her boyfriend? She's not even entirely sure of that), who would call her pet names and tell her she's pretty and sweet and wonderful, especially when they were in apologetics over hitting her or mistreating her or whatever. Jason never gives her compliments like that, and it doesn't particularly bother her, just marks him as different in her mind, and makes what he says all the more meaningful.
She tilts her head back a little, to better let the water flow through it, holding his biceps where all his strength seems to be anyway. "It's not as bad as it sounds, you know. I throw up, but mostly I just sleep through it."
Swann doesn't want him to worry, be plagued the way she is.
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She looks at him for a moment, like she's reading him, thinking about how she's not sure if he's ever said anything that directly caring before. He's not like other paramours (is he her boyfriend? She's not even entirely sure of that), who would call her pet names and tell her she's pretty and sweet and wonderful, especially when they were in apologetics over hitting her or mistreating her or whatever. Jason never gives her compliments like that, and it doesn't particularly bother her, just marks him as different in her mind, and makes what he says all the more meaningful.
She tilts her head back a little, to better let the water flow through it, holding his biceps where all his strength seems to be anyway. "It's not as bad as it sounds, you know. I throw up, but mostly I just sleep through it."
Swann doesn't want him to worry, be plagued the way she is.