[ A small smile curls at her lips, and though she hides it with the lip of her glass, it lights in her eyes. ]
Mm, you have a point.
[ She finishes her own water, leaving her glass on the table near Peter's as she draws her legs up properly onto his bed. She readjusts to crawl into the newly offered place, and though she probably could fit herself into all of it by laying on her back, she lays onto her side, her face level with Peter's. ]
It's bigger than the Milano's bunk, at least.
[ She reaches out, resting her palm tentatively on the hinge of his jaw. ]
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Mm, you have a point.
[ She finishes her own water, leaving her glass on the table near Peter's as she draws her legs up properly onto his bed. She readjusts to crawl into the newly offered place, and though she probably could fit herself into all of it by laying on her back, she lays onto her side, her face level with Peter's. ]
It's bigger than the Milano's bunk, at least.
[ She reaches out, resting her palm tentatively on the hinge of his jaw. ]