Indy looks up at her. There's no hiding the longing in his gaze, mingled in with the deep appreciation. It's not desperate per se, but it's powerful, and founded on far more than lust.
He eventually manages to comment.
"I take it there was nothing that tasted like beetles down there."
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Date: 2007-04-03 11:33 pm (UTC)He eventually manages to comment.
"I take it there was nothing that tasted like beetles down there."