[There's a soft hum and he turns back to the datapad in his lap to swipe a page - with his fingertip, not his fingernail. He learned that lesson well enough on the Fleet. The hand on Astre's arm rubs a light trail up and down as he's wont to do during their snuggling.]
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Date: 2019-10-27 03:14 pm (UTC)Take your time. I'm going nowhere.