[She relaxes against the cabin floor and spreads her legs so that he can fit comfortable between them.] The sort of good friends who roll around in bed a lot?
[Her fingers skate over the back of his neck, trail back up into his hair.] That's my general definition of 'good friends'.
[That's kind of an awful joke, but it's proof that she's lightening up. It's not as if she can forget Yamato either, but it's a little easier for her to let go of the topic when Fred's being all sweet and charming.]
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[She relaxes against the cabin floor and spreads her legs so that he can fit comfortable between them.] The sort of good friends who roll around in bed a lot?
[Her fingers skate over the back of his neck, trail back up into his hair.] That's my general definition of 'good friends'.
[That's kind of an awful joke, but it's proof that she's lightening up. It's not as if she can forget Yamato either, but it's a little easier for her to let go of the topic when Fred's being all sweet and charming.]