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[Started here.]
[his face softens a bit at that, not entirely sure what to make of the look, but eventually something in him relents and he makes his way closer. He stands just to the side of her, leaning in closer to press a soft kiss to her cheek.
It's simple and polite, the same way he would have in 1864, but there's nothing more to it than that.]
Merry Christmas, Katherine.
[his face softens a bit at that, not entirely sure what to make of the look, but eventually something in him relents and he makes his way closer. He stands just to the side of her, leaning in closer to press a soft kiss to her cheek.
It's simple and polite, the same way he would have in 1864, but there's nothing more to it than that.]
Merry Christmas, Katherine.