A little later incense drifts hazily in the closed air of the narrow room., They are sitting on the floor, on the flat mattress that is the room's only furniture -- Kanacheta is sitting, that is. The cadet lies with her head in his lap, and his long fingers explore the planes of her face. She wiggles. She does not like to be touched, which is to say that she is finding his touch to be very soothing and calm and she does not want to be soothing and calm, not tonight. Also, she does not like to be touched.
- Ysabeau S. Wilce, "Lovelocks," in Prophecies, Libels & Dreams, pp.151
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