"It feels like I do," Davin says quietly, blushing deeper when James takes
his hand. He looks down and watches their fingers thread together,
marveling at how well they fit. He looks back up just as James is leaning
in close, and Davin feels like it would be so easy to sway in and steal a
kiss. He manages not to though, just barely.
"There are not many witches capable of castin' such a powerful spell,"
Davin tells him, brow furrowed thoughtfully. "But it's not impossible. My
life, my memories, they all feel so real. But so does this."
He squeezes James' hand and looks up at him earnestly, leaning in a bit
closer. "I don't know what to believe."
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Date: 2015-04-20 07:27 pm (UTC)"It feels like I do," Davin says quietly, blushing deeper when James takes his hand. He looks down and watches their fingers thread together, marveling at how well they fit. He looks back up just as James is leaning in close, and Davin feels like it would be so easy to sway in and steal a kiss. He manages not to though, just barely.
"There are not many witches capable of castin' such a powerful spell," Davin tells him, brow furrowed thoughtfully. "But it's not impossible. My life, my memories, they all feel so real. But so does this."
He squeezes James' hand and looks up at him earnestly, leaning in a bit closer. "I don't know what to believe."