[ Normally, Roxy would counter with some sort of rambling tangent (it's the Strider in her), but she's actually at a loss for words. He's rendered her speechless, unable to believe he'd do all of that for her. Maybe, she thinks, it's time to at least try to forgive herself for her past mistakes. Like all things it won't be easy, but she's willing to try, at the very least.
She presses her face against his chest and releases a heavy sigh. With the sigh went the last bit of tension from her body, and with that, the last of the anxiety that had been rattling her nerves.
God, she probably completely fucked up her eyeliner when she started crying. That was really stupid. At least the idea of having off-point makeup in the presence of Dirk Strider doesn't horrify her like it would have once upon a time. He's already seen her at her worst.
Lifting her head to look up at him, her makeup is a right mess, but whatever. She knows she has to say something, but what else can she possibly say besides "thank you"? That would require opening her mouth and speaking, however, and she's not so sure she trusts herself to do that without sobbing like an idiot.
So, instead, Roxy stands on the tips of her toes and presses her lips against his cheek in a tender kiss. Enjoy the black lipstick mark, best bro. ]
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She presses her face against his chest and releases a heavy sigh. With the sigh went the last bit of tension from her body, and with that, the last of the anxiety that had been rattling her nerves.
God, she probably completely fucked up her eyeliner when she started crying. That was really stupid. At least the idea of having off-point makeup in the presence of Dirk Strider doesn't horrify her like it would have once upon a time. He's already seen her at her worst.
Lifting her head to look up at him, her makeup is a right mess, but whatever. She knows she has to say something, but what else can she possibly say besides "thank you"? That would require opening her mouth and speaking, however, and she's not so sure she trusts herself to do that without sobbing like an idiot.
So, instead, Roxy stands on the tips of her toes and presses her lips against his cheek in a tender kiss. Enjoy the black lipstick mark, best bro. ]