[ her fingers continue to tangle into his hair and smooth the strands back out as she listens. a smile lingers in her gaze; she swears she can feel barry's restless energy. he radiates it, gold tendrils curling around them both.
iris doesn't know if she'd want that kind of responsibility, but it does sound nice: the ability to not just look back on a moment, but live it all over again. ] And what moments have you been reliving, exactly?
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iris doesn't know if she'd want that kind of responsibility, but it does sound nice: the ability to not just look back on a moment, but live it all over again. ] And what moments have you been reliving, exactly?
[ an eyebrow arches coyly. ]