Fionna smiled. Ok, that was something new, the hand holding, but she saw that Amamiya saw what it was: a way to reassure her that Fionna was always going to be waiting, do whatever she could.
"Of course we can go slow. We can go however you want. Amamiya, you're my gal. I'm not gonna do anything to make you scared, ok?"
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"Of course we can go slow. We can go however you want. Amamiya, you're my gal. I'm not gonna do anything to make you scared, ok?"