[ Cardia can truthfully say she's faced a lot at the hands of men-- the ones that unknowingly grasped at her, hurt her, only for them to be the ones devastated in the end. Impey's playful nudges, a steadying hand at her back from Saint-Germain, Van's quick, focused punches that held a purpose, a method of teaching, Fran's cautious grip when passing her something that held an 80% likelihood of exploding--
It hasn't been all terrible. But here, with the way his hand cradles her chin and he keeps her tucked close, Cardia thinks she's never felt so precious and cherished in her life. Every time Lupin does this, that same thought occurs to her, and it makes her smile into the kiss and lift a hand to bury her fingers into his thick, soft hair.
She can do that now, too. It's another blessing. ]
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It hasn't been all terrible. But here, with the way his hand cradles her chin and he keeps her tucked close, Cardia thinks she's never felt so precious and cherished in her life. Every time Lupin does this, that same thought occurs to her, and it makes her smile into the kiss and lift a hand to bury her fingers into his thick, soft hair.
She can do that now, too. It's another blessing. ]