Ford hasn't pulled back far. If Bill's hand is still in his hair, Ford isn't making any effort to remove it. He wants it to stay there. He wants them to stay close. His posture is open, more unguarded than usual, and he's looking at Bill like he's never going to be able to take in enough, like his pupils are dilating so they can see him more.
"Something like that," Ford replies, just as quiet. "After all, we are both technically dead." He says, very romantically.
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Date: 2019-06-01 04:59 am (UTC)"Something like that," Ford replies, just as quiet. "After all, we are both technically dead." He says, very romantically.