[ that comes out a little sharper, a little angrier than she'd intended, but she can't let him think that. She refuses to let him think that, and even as she snaps out that protest, she keeps her hand gentle. She brushes a thumb underneath his cheekbone and slides her fingers down to his chin. ]
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[ that comes out a little sharper, a little angrier than she'd intended, but she can't let him think that. She refuses to let him think that, and even as she snaps out that protest, she keeps her hand gentle. She brushes a thumb underneath his cheekbone and slides her fingers down to his chin. ]
You're sick. But you're not disgusting.