If it makes you feel better, I won't stop you.

[That's better, isn't it? No yelling, no shouting, no threatening him with the daggers hidden in those pretty turquoise eyes. Tugging that blanket taut around them, Akira nuzzles into the soft sweep of Ann's hair, encourages her to rest her cheek against his shoulder.]

It's a little cold in here. Sorry about that. We lost power around the time the blizzard began.