[He follows her train of thought, the way she's trying to picture what that might look like. It's intimidating, perhaps, not unlike they had both been frightened of whether or not he would fit inside of her. He can only think of one way to make it easier, both for him to vocalize and for her to accept.]
Hm.
[His hum is low and curious, jaw tilting upwards pliantly in response to her attention. One of his hands moves to hold her own, toying with her fingers.]
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Hm.
[His hum is low and curious, jaw tilting upwards pliantly in response to her attention. One of his hands moves to hold her own, toying with her fingers.]
I suppose your hands are rather small.