( it's always a curious thing, watching him warm up with her — it's not something she plans to bring up, not if it makes him self-conscious, but she's been watching him when he thinks she doesn't notice. there is a depth to rafayel that he rarely lets on, a sadness and danger that remains just out of reach.
once they reach the little cafe, she's squeezing his hand. ) I'm bad at naming things... what would you call it?
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once they reach the little cafe, she's squeezing his hand. ) I'm bad at naming things... what would you call it?