[Both of them were being awkward and nervous, so much that Rey was focused more on those feelings than what was around them. She nearly missed what Ivar said, and even then it made her look at him with wide eyes and confusion.]
You want to...? You'd want to do that...with me?
[Because, heaven help her, she never thought of herself as the sort that would make someone kiss her--regardless of circumstances. Then again, Ivar was the one to point out she was pretty, even when she didn't think much about it.
...What was it about Ivar and pointing out things to her? Things about herself that she didn't pay much attention to--but somehow, he did?]
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You want to...? You'd want to do that...with me?
[Because, heaven help her, she never thought of herself as the sort that would make someone kiss her--regardless of circumstances. Then again, Ivar was the one to point out she was pretty, even when she didn't think much about it.
...What was it about Ivar and pointing out things to her? Things about herself that she didn't pay much attention to--but somehow, he did?]