You may not want to make that offer. [Dante sets his plate down on the chaise extension so that he can't fidget with it, looking at his hands.] You might wind up getting calls at 4am if you do.
[But even so, there's this tiny spark of warmth inside of him, this feeling he can't quite place. A sense that... that he actually matters to her, that what she offers now is more than a sense of duty owed to him but instead a choice that she's making. A choice, where he is more important than time, than schedules, than approaching the next day with a full night's rest...
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[But even so, there's this tiny spark of warmth inside of him, this feeling he can't quite place. A sense that... that he actually matters to her, that what she offers now is more than a sense of duty owed to him but instead a choice that she's making. A choice, where he is more important than time, than schedules, than approaching the next day with a full night's rest...
Will wonders never cease...?]
It's... pretty dangerous.