Jean's hardly virginal; indeed, most liaisons in the City are anonymous, without much in the way of feelings behind them. To connect for more than a moment is to care, and to care is to lose, and then mourn. They haven't had such experiences since coming here, may have naively thought they were beyond them with the way they connected to their partners, but the lift of Ryja's chest against their crotch wrings a small and strangled sound out of them, makes them bite their own lip with sharp teeth.
They reach for the mask...
...And adjust it so it's sitting properly again. "Comrade," Jean murmurs. "Are you trying to escape? You can just ask to be let up."
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They reach for the mask...
...And adjust it so it's sitting properly again. "Comrade," Jean murmurs. "Are you trying to escape? You can just ask to be let up."