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[ Ciri's smile grows as she takes in Aloy's expression, the way she examines the gift with care and interest, and there's a sense of something loosening in her chest, something warm and bright that spreads through her limbs to her fingertips, buzzing with excitement. She is beaming. She feels so light.

Aloy really likes it.

And Ciri likes her. And it's not weird after all that imagined time together, and it feels fresh and new and tantalizing. ]

I'd love to. [ Ciri replies on a laugh, and steps closer to take the skull back. With a touch to Aloy's shoulder, she bids her turn around.

Her fingertips skim the back of Aloy's neck as Ciri brushes her thick mane of hair into parts, pulling some of it to the middle into a messy knot to fit the skull over, pinning it in place with the cross bones. It's a beautiful color, Aloy's hair, and full enough to hold up the trinket without slipping. Ciri admires her work, hands dropping to Aloy's shoulders, then sliding around the front of her in a loose embrace from behind. ]

I'm glad you like it. [ Ciri murmurs in her ear. ]

I'm really looking forward to our time together.

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[Aloy does as instructed, and does her best to stay still, though she can't help but feel a warmth pooling in her stomach as Ciri runs fingers through her hair. There's some tugging, as she works her way through the tangles, but it's not unpleasant, and she finds herself leaning into it, only pulling away when she feels the hairpiece secured.

Or, she tries to. The arms around her middle make sure she can't move too far. Aloy smiles a little, sure that Ciri can hear it in her voice.]

Then let's not waste any of it.