.... [Chizuru just looks at Heisuke for a moment, her lips pulling to a thin, worrisome line. After a pause, she nods.] Understood.
[Still supporting Heisuke by the shoulders, Chizuru settles on the grass, crossing her ankles and shifting to sit, her legs curling beside her.] Then rest a moment? You can use my lap if you like. [She released one of Heisuke's shoulders, using the newly-freed hand to flatten the linen skirt of her dress across her legs.]
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[Still supporting Heisuke by the shoulders, Chizuru settles on the grass, crossing her ankles and shifting to sit, her legs curling beside her.] Then rest a moment? You can use my lap if you like. [She released one of Heisuke's shoulders, using the newly-freed hand to flatten the linen skirt of her dress across her legs.]