[She's attentive to what his hands are doing, out of habit. Until now, she had to be attentive, because she only could realize she was being touched if she saw it. There, she feels a shiver, her dormant muscles twitching with life, and skin getting covered in goosebumps. She shifts a little, sinks back into the couch, armrest against the middle of her back and a dog in her lap.
Is she okay?
She bites her lip, and looks up. After a second, she nods.] It's a little...overwhelming.
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Is she okay?
She bites her lip, and looks up. After a second, she nods.] It's a little...overwhelming.