I'm sorry, Cat. You've been so kind to me, all this time-- even knowing what I really am; what I look like. And I understand what you're trying to do for me. I do. It's just... I can't--
[He breaks off. Now is not the time for self-pity. The last thing Caterina needs is a mercenary feeling sorry for himself. He nods, and tries to ignore the strange thrill that arises at the feeling of his hand in hers.]
You're probably right. A few hours of sleep will do us both some good. You, uh... you sure you don't need anything else?
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I'm sorry, Cat. You've been so kind to me, all this time-- even knowing what I really am; what I look like. And I understand what you're trying to do for me. I do. It's just... I can't--
[He breaks off. Now is not the time for self-pity. The last thing Caterina needs is a mercenary feeling sorry for himself. He nods, and tries to ignore the strange thrill that arises at the feeling of his hand in hers.]
You're probably right. A few hours of sleep will do us both some good. You, uh... you sure you don't need anything else?