[ It's strange because before this, she's well aware that they've had very little physical contact. Or at least nothing to this extent. Hilda knew that he tolerated her hanging on (quite literally at times) or hugs because she would whine or complain otherwise, so this is a different experience altogether to be able to run her fingers along this new addition to him. Her touch doesn't linger long out of respect for his boundaries. When she pulls away, instead of placing her hands back into her lap she places them flat on the table. Her own transformation still had yet to be discussed widely with anyone. Save perhaps for Claude, Sylvain and Alucard who had genuinely found out by accident no one else knew.
A part of her was too ashamed. But after everything she and Viktor had gone through she knows that she has no judgement to fear here. ]
I think that experience changed me too. [ Her worry is dashed only just by a hesitant lift of her lips. ] But I don't think it's as pretty as yours.
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A part of her was too ashamed. But after everything she and Viktor had gone through she knows that she has no judgement to fear here. ]
I think that experience changed me too. [ Her worry is dashed only just by a hesitant lift of her lips. ] But I don't think it's as pretty as yours.