[ It's a little unreal still. She doesn't know how she's feeling. She doesn't what she should be doing. All she expected was to feel how she did all those years ago (but less, much less because at least this time, she chose this and it wasn't chosen for her).
Something hits her at the sight of him, of him reaching out his hands to her, and she takes his hands for a second before letting them go—
And surging forward to wrap her arms around him instead. ]
he's a little surprised at her forwardness but - he can hardly say it's unwelcome. he wraps his arms around her to catch her and curls into her ever so slightly, meeting her height as if he'll be able to shield her from anything else that might come her way.
(he doesn't know if he'll be able to. but he'd like to try.)]
[ It is more forward than she'd be in any other situation, but it isn't like this situation is normal. She had been so sure that her time would run out and therefore their time together would be out as well.
She lets herself be selfish (isn't that what everyone keeps trying to tell her to be? but does she even know how?) for a moment longer before she pulls back. She's more used to being a shield than being shielded. ]
I think I am, too.
[ She doesn't sound certain about it, but she is glad. ]
I truly didn't— [ She shakes her head, as she cuts herself off. ] Now, all we have to get through is the following week.
[ . . . . there's just a soft little laugh at that - and there is relief on his face. he doesn't seem to mind that she's close to him for as long as she wants, likely because it's something that he wants too.]
.... so we do.
And then we'll be at the end, and triumphant. I'm glad... that you'll be persisting until the end.
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Something hits her at the sight of him, of him reaching out his hands to her, and she takes his hands for a second before letting them go—
And surging forward to wrap her arms around him instead. ]
Hello. I did not have to leave.
[ She just wants to feel if this real. ]
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he's a little surprised at her forwardness but - he can hardly say it's unwelcome. he wraps his arms around her to catch her and curls into her ever so slightly, meeting her height as if he'll be able to shield her from anything else that might come her way.
(he doesn't know if he'll be able to. but he'd like to try.)]
.... you didn't.
I'm glad for that.
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She lets herself be selfish (isn't that what everyone keeps trying to tell her to be? but does she even know how?) for a moment longer before she pulls back. She's more used to being a shield than being shielded. ]
I think I am, too.
[ She doesn't sound certain about it, but she is glad. ]
I truly didn't— [ She shakes her head, as she cuts herself off. ] Now, all we have to get through is the following week.
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.... so we do.
And then we'll be at the end, and triumphant. I'm glad... that you'll be persisting until the end.
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Mm. I don't know who to thank, but... I am thankful even if I wonder if I shouldn't be this lucky.