He tries to worm away from the elbow without letting go of her, which works about as well as one might expect, but he's laughing, soft but more than just his voiceless through-the-nose chuckles, a real, genuine, warm sound. He smiles at her, teasing and fond.]
You know...
[He tilts his head towards her again, a little sing-song.]
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He tries to worm away from the elbow without letting go of her, which works about as well as one might expect, but he's laughing, soft but more than just his voiceless through-the-nose chuckles, a real, genuine, warm sound. He smiles at her, teasing and fond.]
You know...
[He tilts his head towards her again, a little sing-song.]
I could've meant my underwear.