The Definitely-Not-Squeak is charming. With that said, though, probably she shouldn't have done anything to illicit a Definitely-Not-Squeak at all. Berating herself internally, Magni is trying to ready an apology in between fretting that Rani might draw away and depart. Overready fool, she tells herself, and she's strung a few different options together (all terrible) when Rani tilts her head upwards.
The comparative position of vulnerability isn't lost on her. Truthfully she leans into it, is glad to, because she trusts Rani. (Has she told her that? She has the terrible feeling she hasn't, because when does she tell most people anything?)
Trust or not, though, her mouth is dry, and she gulps visibly. Any trace of that wanting and hunger that had mercifully abated pushes forward again, and she just nods (absurdly, probably.) Eventually she manages a "yes," though her throat feels parched and dusty. "Please."
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The comparative position of vulnerability isn't lost on her. Truthfully she leans into it, is glad to, because she trusts Rani. (Has she told her that? She has the terrible feeling she hasn't, because when does she tell most people anything?)
Trust or not, though, her mouth is dry, and she gulps visibly. Any trace of that wanting and hunger that had mercifully abated pushes forward again, and she just nods (absurdly, probably.) Eventually she manages a "yes," though her throat feels parched and dusty. "Please."