[Carefully, he reaches over with his free hand and curls fingers around hers - the hand he's already holding.
Of course, there's no point in holding one hand with two, so once that hand is there, he draws the other back, and hesitates only a moment.]
Let me know if this is too much.
[But it's not much at all - just taking the arm that was lying beside hers and wrapping it around the small of their back, keeping them snugly together. The feeling of blissful content grows, the moons rewarding them by whatever atavistic mechanism moonlacing operates on.]
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Of course, there's no point in holding one hand with two, so once that hand is there, he draws the other back, and hesitates only a moment.]
Let me know if this is too much.
[But it's not much at all - just taking the arm that was lying beside hers and wrapping it around the small of their back, keeping them snugly together. The feeling of blissful content grows, the moons rewarding them by whatever atavistic mechanism moonlacing operates on.]