[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.]
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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.