[Yes, they are, and Rosalind's eyes close, her fingers tightening their grip in his shirt as she remembers it. Yes, they are: free and together, able to say or do anything they please without fear of death or destruction.
God, look at them now: cuddling and kissing with the window open and the shades flung wide. They're on the second floor, yes, it's not as if anyone could see in anyway, but they'd never have allowed such a thing in Columbia.]
I love you.
[Maybe they'd settle down after that. Maybe not. It hardly matters, because it's about then Punnett decides he's not feeling enough of the love, and also incidentally doesn't appreciate Mum and Not!Mum simply disappearing on him. It had taken him a while to heft his way up the stairs, but here he is, edging into the room with a petulant spitting noise.
Rosalind laughs, though she doesn't move a bit from Robert's possessive grip.]
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[Yes, they are, and Rosalind's eyes close, her fingers tightening their grip in his shirt as she remembers it. Yes, they are: free and together, able to say or do anything they please without fear of death or destruction.
God, look at them now: cuddling and kissing with the window open and the shades flung wide. They're on the second floor, yes, it's not as if anyone could see in anyway, but they'd never have allowed such a thing in Columbia.]
I love you.
[Maybe they'd settle down after that. Maybe not. It hardly matters, because it's about then Punnett decides he's not feeling enough of the love, and also incidentally doesn't appreciate Mum and Not!Mum simply disappearing on him. It had taken him a while to heft his way up the stairs, but here he is, edging into the room with a petulant spitting noise.
Rosalind laughs, though she doesn't move a bit from Robert's possessive grip.]