Merope easily moved, her hands rested on the ground and she moved forward. Easily, her hands moved to the wall and his shoulder to support her lithe frame and she leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes and her hand struggled to find his arm and she pulled him closer,"Jonathan, can I -- can I, I-I...." Merope forgot what she was thinking, her hand loosening her grip until she released it completely.
"W-What do you want to do?" Granted, she just wanted to rest and go to bed, but she would wait until he was tired. "Jonathan?" She took her hand and wrapped her arm around his own, leaning on his lanky frame.