Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20190114001113/@comment-30014014-20190219035941

The young man switches arm to accomodate this decrease in distance. It stretches to meet her shoulder and lay upon it, with much familiarity. His cup half empty, he sighs with a hefty amount of relief. This isle of haven, even temporary, is one of much respite for the young man.

"I don't know whether this is too soon for me to say...but, you're my island of comfort. I don't think I would have opened up much with many present in this place..."