[ A bit of colour touches her cheeks once more, her lips pressing together, unsure. She chooses not to comment on it, however, instead turning to brush William's cheek with appreciation, as she passes him for the door.
While Grell may not care for the body she's been given, she acknowledges that it's not a terribly unattractive one, and can hold some solace in that. She does hold some unease in having him see her out of makeup, but he's seen her once before with a bare face - and knew her long before she'd begun to feel comfortable wearing it (and, funny enough, began to feel incomplete without it). Even so, it's an internal struggle, she realises. ]
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While Grell may not care for the body she's been given, she acknowledges that it's not a terribly unattractive one, and can hold some solace in that. She does hold some unease in having him see her out of makeup, but he's seen her once before with a bare face - and knew her long before she'd begun to feel comfortable wearing it (and, funny enough, began to feel incomplete without it). Even so, it's an internal struggle, she realises. ]
How about those snacks, mm?