[He lingers for a moment before he pulls away just enough so that he can see her more fully. He's of course gotten an eyeful of the dress plenty of times—especially when she walked down that aisle, gorgeous as she was. But now it's the first time he's actually had a chance to really look, to really see how the dress fits and flows on her in a quiet place with no distractions, while there are some cuts, tears, and blood, it's still...
...]
...Did you choose it yourself?
[The heat remains, but his eyes had clearly softened as his hand lightly moves over the dress, fingering the feathers and embellishments as his eyes follow the lines and curves.]
no subject
[He lingers for a moment before he pulls away just enough so that he can see her more fully. He's of course gotten an eyeful of the dress plenty of times—especially when she walked down that aisle, gorgeous as she was. But now it's the first time he's actually had a chance to really look, to really see how the dress fits and flows on her in a quiet place with no distractions, while there are some cuts, tears, and blood, it's still...
...]
...Did you choose it yourself?
[The heat remains, but his eyes had clearly softened as his hand lightly moves over the dress, fingering the feathers and embellishments as his eyes follow the lines and curves.]