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[dedikated]

( Kate tries not to think about that, lest the uncomfortable implications of falling in love with someone of whom the city tried to designate her childhood babysitter rise back to the surface. But her emotions are easy enough to clamp down once more now that she's brought her end of this bond under control and the silence returns.

It was easiest with Marc, when they were both kids, and both trying to figure out how to control this. Easier still once they'd grown up, having lived through an entire adolescence of powers wanting to flare and grow wild. This sort of control became second nature, only lost in the worst of moments. )

... You would have wanted this?

( The words are light enough, but the tilt of her head, the way her eyes search his face... not so much. )

[claritatis]

[He holds on to her hands, rubbing his thumbs very gently across her knuckles. Still, more than a year on, he's often thrown into quiet wonderment that he's been able to have this kind of closeness with another person.

When she asks that question it isn't difficult to sense the weight behind it, but the way his eyes hold hers doesn't falter even for a moment.]

I hadn't ruled it out.

[A light kiss gets pressed to her knuckles, quick and soft.]

Stranger things have happened.

[dedikated]

( Oh, there are plenty of stranger things. She's just not entirely sure he would see those things the same way she does. This thing between them, so unquestioning and comfortable, is certainly one in Kate's mind. That, after everything, she might manage to have this kind of normal thing in a place so entirely far from the concept of normal as Hadriel is.

Her fingers tighten around his in response, and thoughts about whether she deserves this are pushed away and out of her mind before they can grow, replaced by a flash of warmth and amusement which Kate allows Ignis to feel, the one warning sign before she tries to pull him back down into the bed. )

( Got some ways to practice control. )

( Like the task of trying to keep ones emotions to oneself while being drawn into a warm embrace and a warmer kiss. )