[ . . . . ah. iris waits for a moment then, letting her thumb run over catra's knuckles as she wanders closer. she waits and - her heart aches for the both of them. a resounding, echo of their own pain, even if the idea of having a love that bright is so unfamiliar to her.
when catra is finished, iris will take her hand into both of hers gently, bringing it up to her so she can kiss the back of catra's hand.]
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when catra is finished, iris will take her hand into both of hers gently, bringing it up to her so she can kiss the back of catra's hand.]
... I'll be back shortly. I promise.