"I will. You... you take care, too." Taking a half step towards Bach, she had to haul herself back. It had seemed so natural, Bach was leaving, he needed a goodbye kiss. The instincts were still there. She hated it. Absolutely HATED it.
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"I will. You... you take care, too." Taking a half step towards Bach, she had to haul herself back. It had seemed so natural, Bach was leaving, he needed a goodbye kiss. The instincts were still there. She hated it. Absolutely HATED it.