She pulls away from him and takes his hand, moving the wine off the bed and sitting on it, pulling him with her. "You lost more than I did, Tycho." she whispers, her eyes red as she shakily moves hair out of his face.
She grabs the wine and the glasses and pours it, carefully because of her hands still shaking and hands him a glass. "I love you."
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Date: 2006-06-05 03:18 am (UTC)She grabs the wine and the glasses and pours it, carefully because of her hands still shaking and hands him a glass. "I love you."