[Sad. Unhappy, lingering want. She sips, she watches Takeshi Kovacs sit, and she knows that she has felt yearning more than once. Yearning is just longing, in the dictionary of Jem Walker. She takes another sip and then places the glass down, and she goes to him.
One knee at his thigh, the other on the opposite. She settles onto him, a hand at his shoulder, a knuckle at his chin. ] Longing is lonely. It's miserable. I don't like it.
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[Sad. Unhappy, lingering want. She sips, she watches Takeshi Kovacs sit, and she knows that she has felt yearning more than once. Yearning is just longing, in the dictionary of Jem Walker. She takes another sip and then places the glass down, and she goes to him.
One knee at his thigh, the other on the opposite. She settles onto him, a hand at his shoulder, a knuckle at his chin. ] Longing is lonely. It's miserable. I don't like it.