Late night talk
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He sat still, trying desperately to hold in the roar of joy at her confession; wanting nothing more than claim what is rightfully his. His grip tightened slightly on her hand, lacing his fingers with hers as he tried to come up with some kind of answer that wouldn't be unintelligible caveman-talk. *Companion-piece to "The Yule Ball", though it can be read independently.