[ It is most definitely his fault. But it is also very useful, so her petulance thankfully is kept to a bare minimum over this grave character flaw.
She's contemplative for a moment in response to his words, tugging on his arm to get him on the floor with her and help arrange the pillows inside the fort. Then she sits there for a moment, evaluating what they've created. She pokes the metal frame a little, pleased with how sturdy it is. She looks at the way the light from the window shines through the blankets, making the inside practically glow. Warm and inviting. Cozy. Safe. ]
Yes.
[ She slides an honest little smile up at him, hands him the last pillow to be placed, and then softly echoes his own words back to him: ]
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She's contemplative for a moment in response to his words, tugging on his arm to get him on the floor with her and help arrange the pillows inside the fort. Then she sits there for a moment, evaluating what they've created. She pokes the metal frame a little, pleased with how sturdy it is. She looks at the way the light from the window shines through the blankets, making the inside practically glow. Warm and inviting. Cozy. Safe. ]
Yes.
[ She slides an honest little smile up at him, hands him the last pillow to be placed, and then softly echoes his own words back to him: ]
Your first. Then this is for you, too.