[She knew he was looking for her but the hand on her shoulder still surprises her a bit, in the darkness it's hard to be aware of the other's movements or be ready for contact. The feeling of his hand moving to find her elbow reminds her of her dressing attire, but it's too late now to keep having doubts.
She moves her arm away from his hand, but only for a moment as she replaces her elbow with her hand, holding his tightly. She steps forward, closer to him, ready to go.]
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She moves her arm away from his hand, but only for a moment as she replaces her elbow with her hand, holding his tightly. She steps forward, closer to him, ready to go.]