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[He likes that, the softness in her face at the moment. It's so rare between them that sometimes he forgets that it's possible. But her softness makes him soft too, for the moment -- even if that softness is plagued with tension that could snap and go hard again at any moment. He lifts his hand again, his knuckles brushing gently back over her cheekbone.]
That's what I'm for... the savin'. [And he wants to save her, over and over he wants to save her.]