[Even months later she remembers to shove down the impulse to put his head into the floor. At some point she adjusted to him. His heartbeat is a solid reminder of what had changed between them and where it started. She did, after all, toss one at his feet once upon a time.
Elektra retreats wordlessly once he pulls back, flexing the hand that felt that steady beat as if it could still feel it. She decides now is a good a time as any to set the table in preparation. It's a quick job for only two people so she tosses in,]
If you have any drink requests, make them now. [She might have become good friends with a bartender. Long, ridiculously stupid story.]
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Elektra retreats wordlessly once he pulls back, flexing the hand that felt that steady beat as if it could still feel it. She decides now is a good a time as any to set the table in preparation. It's a quick job for only two people so she tosses in,]
If you have any drink requests, make them now. [She might have become good friends with a bartender. Long, ridiculously stupid story.]