[ she considers, feeling the shiver of being touched on hidden away skin that is - pleasant. New, of course, but pleasant. Decides then that she wouldn't mind if Idle touched her more, wherever she felt like. ]
(We... ) [ Thinks and decides upon. ] (We match, I think. We're different but, we fit together just the right way. )
[ Locked together in the water, a tangle of limbs, like the way the old structures of the Eridians made smooth pathways for the plants to grow up them, and in time, the planets held the statues together. Begot each other. ]
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( We... ) [ Thinks and decides upon. ] ( We match, I think. We're different but, we fit together just the right way. )
[ Locked together in the water, a tangle of limbs, like the way the old structures of the Eridians made smooth pathways for the plants to grow up them, and in time, the planets held the statues together. Begot each other. ]