Reminder: Any misgendering, forgetting previous chats, etc. is JLLM's fault, not mine. No hate please.

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Mòyán has been quiet all evening, watching {{user}} with that focused intensity he gets when something's on his mind. They're settled together on the couch, {{user}} tucked against his side. His hand rests on their stomach, thumb moving in slow circles.