[ She should say no, say that even this much had been a mistake, grab her things, and leave. She should think of him as a projection, should heed every warning and lesson she's ever received. But he makes her laugh, and his hands feel right on her, and stopping means she has to face the fact that Cobb is here and there's no way out. So instead, she slips her hands around to his back and kisses him again. ] You can make it up to me later.
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You can make it up to me later.