[ A pause, and she glances around them. Her feet are off the floor: she's been floating this whole time, second nature, letting him hold her up. She mumbles again, and it's a rather different color this time. ]
... can we sit down or something, though? If anything is making me feel kind of lame, it's hanging off you in the middle of the room for no reason.
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You're enough.
[ A pause, and she glances around them. Her feet are off the floor: she's been floating this whole time, second nature, letting him hold her up. She mumbles again, and it's a rather different color this time. ]
... can we sit down or something, though? If anything is making me feel kind of lame, it's hanging off you in the middle of the room for no reason.
[ and clearly she's not going to let go, so. ]