Dahlia Martin is not in touch with reality. (heretoscream) wrote in motelca,
Spam!
She smiles and squeezes Lydia's hand in her own and pulls her inside, shutting the door behind her. She doesn't mind the need to touch, to confirm she's really there. For so long, she wasn't, and she'll take every available opportunity to be reminded of it she can.
"Moans, mostly. Big, deep ones. Is it the same for you?" She asks, leading her over to the bed so they can sit down.