[He'll have to guide her backwards steps, and she wonders if anyone can see them from up here. At least her back hides them from view as she teases his lips with some not-quite-kisses. She has a sneaking suspicion he is planning something here, some kind of escape, so her arms wrap around him further.]
That you love me so very much.
[A pause, and she takes on a more serious tone, muttering quietly under her breath.]
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That you love me so very much.
[A pause, and she takes on a more serious tone, muttering quietly under her breath.]
... And that I would be good at it.