[ By doesn't fight that push. He settles back, his lips quirking very slightly, without another push forward. He does wonder, deep down, if it's a lack of appeal on his part - because anyone, upon being rejected, would wonder if the problem was them. But - No. Look at Prior, and listen to him, speaking vulnerably about who he was. As if now he's less.
He can't help but feel a little bubble of frustration. Prior would feel a damned sight better after a good lay. Everyone feels better after a good lay. And yeah, maybe it's a little bit pitying, but pity sex is still sex, for god's sake.
With the slightest, softest sigh: ]
In flux because of these circumstances, or because of your illness?
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He can't help but feel a little bubble of frustration. Prior would feel a damned sight better after a good lay. Everyone feels better after a good lay. And yeah, maybe it's a little bit pitying, but pity sex is still sex, for god's sake.
With the slightest, softest sigh: ]
In flux because of these circumstances, or because of your illness?