( her first instinct is to tick off her responses on her fingers, one after the other, but her hands are a little preoccupied at the moment. all thanks to the duvet held neatly overhead, the same duvet that's keeping this diy fort in place. the one that hasn't moved, even as sara shifts underneath it and kara adjusts to her weight, the waistband of her pajamas slipping a bit in the process.
but said duvet overhead also limits the amount of free air trapped underneath, and with two girls breathing, the supply of oxygen rapidly diminishes until — yeah, okay, maybe she can relent a little bit. maybe dropping the duvet off to the side is a fair compromise.
not that kara's moving. no, with sara sitting on top of her, she's not in much of a rush to go anywhere, but at least her hands are free now to accentuate her reply. )
For one, I don't have any clothes to donate, and two, I don't know how to knit, and three... ( a bit of a pause as kara grins, dragging out the beat if only to enjoy the slightly pained look on sara's face. it isn't often she gets to experience this side of the white canary. ) Well...
( and maybe she's dragging out the pause a little for her own sake, too. to gather up the courage — or to fight down her own tendency to repress her own feelings for the sake of other people's — to say what's lingering in the back of her mind. )
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but said duvet overhead also limits the amount of free air trapped underneath, and with two girls breathing, the supply of oxygen rapidly diminishes until — yeah, okay, maybe she can relent a little bit. maybe dropping the duvet off to the side is a fair compromise.
not that kara's moving. no, with sara sitting on top of her, she's not in much of a rush to go anywhere, but at least her hands are free now to accentuate her reply. )
For one, I don't have any clothes to donate, and two, I don't know how to knit, and three... ( a bit of a pause as kara grins, dragging out the beat if only to enjoy the slightly pained look on sara's face. it isn't often she gets to experience this side of the white canary. ) Well...
( and maybe she's dragging out the pause a little for her own sake, too. to gather up the courage — or to fight down her own tendency to repress her own feelings for the sake of other people's — to say what's lingering in the back of her mind. )
This is nice, too.