[And it would be awfully lonely even if you could. There would be nobody to share it with.
She reaches out to take hold of his wrist, inclining her head away from the tented wreath area— there's a good amount of distance between them and it now, but the low roar of chatter from the crowd within is still clearly audible.]
Want to get out of here for awhile? I hear there's warm cider by the bonfires.
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[And it would be awfully lonely even if you could. There would be nobody to share it with.
She reaches out to take hold of his wrist, inclining her head away from the tented wreath area— there's a good amount of distance between them and it now, but the low roar of chatter from the crowd within is still clearly audible.]
Want to get out of here for awhile? I hear there's warm cider by the bonfires.