[saving her blanket hadn't even been a real thought. he just... did it. so much about them is instinctual, maybe that's what made it so hard to realize what was happening. it felt normal, not necessarily special.]
[he smiles at her, almost shyly.]
You love that blanket. [so duh, of course he saved it.]
[but she loves him. that's still the greater takeaway here.]
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[he smiles at her, almost shyly.]
You love that blanket. [so duh, of course he saved it.]
[but she loves him. that's still the greater takeaway here.]