[Flinching away from his touch is tempting- as it is from almost any touch to a woman who has known only harshness in her upbringing, from a culture that did not allow such intimate skinship in view of others. But she steels herself, muscles tense beneath dun coat and his hand, and despite her stiffness her body is capable of carrying that much of his weight without her spine bowing, so she aligns her gait to his, keeps it slow.
Returns her bow to her hand, where it belongs, now that she doesn't have to haul him along in makeshift harness.]
I do not wish to imagine a man twice your size.
[She assumes more fat than muscle in this case, but.]
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Returns her bow to her hand, where it belongs, now that she doesn't have to haul him along in makeshift harness.]
I do not wish to imagine a man twice your size.
[She assumes more fat than muscle in this case, but.]
You are already unnatural enough for a man.