[He pulls back, far enough to feign surprise but not far enough to remove himself. Being touched is a feeling that's practically novel after all that solitude. There's mischief in his eyes when he smiles at her.]
When have I ever gone along with what people expected me to do? Even you know me better than that darling.
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When have I ever gone along with what people expected me to do? Even you know me better than that darling.