[Hair-touching was a little quick this early into their friendship, but the way he was smiling-- as if she was reminding him of something sad... Willow couldn't find it in herself to feel put off by it.
Once again, her tendency toward empathy overrode all her other instincts.] With who? [she asks, a bit hesitant. This seems like it might be a delicate topic, but she does want to know.]
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Once again, her tendency toward empathy overrode all her other instincts.] With who? [she asks, a bit hesitant. This seems like it might be a delicate topic, but she does want to know.]