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I do. Thank you, love.

...and there are blankets when they touch the ground. Of course there are. He's so sweet.

So powerful, too, upon reflection. She's so proud of him for what improvements there are in his control, though she never fully forgets the responsibility of helping him through the troubles that can never be done away with entirely. But that's all put to the back while she focuses on the kiss as they lie down on the blankets, still kissing. Her hands go to carefully undo his clothes.