[It's.... complicated in a few ways. Actually, not that complicated. Mostly childish embarrassment, she's aware. It's not as if she finds Keith distasteful or untrusthworthy. The rational, down-to-business part of her is fine with the arrangement, as long as it gets them through the night. She nods,] I know.
[Yet she hesitates. Hands still clasped in her lap, a shiver wracking her body despite the heat that burns at her ears. His instincts aren't wrong, but not for the reasons he thinks. It was equal parts upbringing (princesses do not spoon casually) and still nursing a wounded heart. After all, the last person that had held her in a way she could call intimate had been a different half-Galran. One that may or may not have been present in her dreams moments earlier.
She rubs her palms over her eyes, letting go a sigh,] I'm sorry, I'm being irrational. Of course you're right. We must think of our survival first and foremost.
[...Which sort of implies she wasn't thinking about that earlier.]
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[Yet she hesitates. Hands still clasped in her lap, a shiver wracking her body despite the heat that burns at her ears. His instincts aren't wrong, but not for the reasons he thinks. It was equal parts upbringing (princesses do not spoon casually) and still nursing a wounded heart. After all, the last person that had held her in a way she could call intimate had been a different half-Galran. One that may or may not have been present in her dreams moments earlier.
She rubs her palms over her eyes, letting go a sigh,] I'm sorry, I'm being irrational. Of course you're right. We must think of our survival first and foremost.
[...Which sort of implies she wasn't thinking about that earlier.]