[She stops cold and her head snaps up to look at him so quickly that it might be a miracle her neck is still screwed on right. She just - what can she do but stare at him? Maybe she should take her fingers out of herself but she doesn't. This is like some sort of reverse train wreck and she's not sure what answer she's supposed to give him? He'd been so upset after she initially rejected him. Going away together back then was a horrible idea and whether she took it or he slipped it to her Nariko still couldn't help thinking that Nathan might have shown up ready to drug her.]
What does it even matter?
[It doesn't feel necessary to her, not even vaguely. But she sighs and looks at the ground, unbearably aware of her own arousal and how innapropriate it is.]
I took it.
[She hadn't known what it was or what it might do to her, but she hadn't let herself think about it. She had tried to believe that whatever it was couldn't have been that bad.]/small>
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What does it even matter?
[It doesn't feel necessary to her, not even vaguely. But she sighs and looks at the ground, unbearably aware of her own arousal and how innapropriate it is.]
I took it.
[She hadn't known what it was or what it might do to her, but she hadn't let herself think about it. She had tried to believe that whatever it was couldn't have been that bad.]/small>