[She should be at the very least embarrassed by displaying this much affection in public, but it doesn't matter anymore. He's smiling, she's smiling. The City could burn and she wouldn't see it.]
It might be insanity. [She steps closer, and sits down on one of his legs. Her hands straighten his jacket a bit, picking soot and ash and whatnot off it.] Did you try to fight it as well?
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It might be insanity. [She steps closer, and sits down on one of his legs. Her hands straighten his jacket a bit, picking soot and ash and whatnot off it.] Did you try to fight it as well?