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Brynhild Ingouf (brynhild_ingouf) wrote in spinningcompass,

Gods, it was all she could to not to pull him down and kiss him until they were both breathless, and possibly missing several articles of clothing. Of course that was whenever they were in the same room together. When he looked at her like he was it was a little extra hard to hide that effort, a little groan rumbled in her throat, her lower lip caught in between her teeth by the time his eyes made their way back up to her face.

She felt loved with his question. While she didn't doubt his feelings for her, and Edward, in the time they'd been together, it was the little things that made her feel warm and fuzzy all over. And that was clear on her face, with the slightly rosy tint that dusted over her cheeks. "I was being careful, avoiding machines that I could get pinned under, or would fall on me if I got over zealous. The worst that one can do is give a bad pinch if you're not careful." It could probably crush a finger if she were being stupid, but she didn't make a habit of doing stupid things like putting her fingers between the plates of metal. "I have too much to lose if I am not careful." Her eyes met his.

Bryn was sure she was the richest person on the station, beyond physical possessions. She had the love of her children, and her extended family, and the love of two good men. That was worth all the riches in the world, to her.