[Ariadne took a breath and shifted so her feet her underneath her. The last person she'd touched this intimately was Fischer, to make sure he was alive, but this was different. The architect placed a hand on the side of his face, perhaps a little less than gently. And then, ever so carefully, pressed her lips to the bridge of his nose; she didn't want to hurt him after all. However, she didn't linger too close, sitting back on her heels.]

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