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Moiety
Chapter Seven: Over or Under
"I apologize, siha," Thane sighs, the barest hint of uncertainty lighting his voice, "but, once more, was it over or under?" His hands still.
The lilt of her lips is beyond his view and so she smiles only to herself. "Over."
"Ah," he responds more confidently, deft fingers returning to their motion.
Shepard can feel the firm brace of his knees on either side of her as he sits along the edge of her bed and she sits Indian-style on the floor before him. As he lovingly weaves a braid through her hair, Shepard weaves a memory through her heart.