[ She gives him the time she needs. There's a faint shiver in her core, something she can't identify, when it becomes clear he's not going to crack and confess what's wrong. How does she feel about that, really? Angry? Upset? Scared? Relieved? How are you supposed to feel, when the person you love comes back from a kidnapping and bursts into long, painful tears when you hold them?
There is fear in her heart. But she buries it, unable to help a smile of her own, reflexive and sad, in response to him.
The pads of his fingers brushing lightly over the skin of her neck produce a small rise of goosebumps, a rush of sensation that breezes down her back and diffuses quick and quiet. But that does nothing to assuage or soothe the ice that forms in her gut at his next works. I'm too scared to say anything right now.
Too scared. What could he be so scared of? Does this have something to do with the hyperresonance? Will something go wrong? Is he scared of hurting someone? Or himself? What's to be afraid of...?
In the end, she has no more words to give. She's so scared and so upset, but he seems so much calmer in comparison. And dragging him down with her isn't an option. So instead she closes the very small bit of distance left and kisses him, trying to tell him without words, Okay. I'll be waiting. I'll be right here when you're ready. ]
[action] oh please you're not really sorry
There is fear in her heart. But she buries it, unable to help a smile of her own, reflexive and sad, in response to him.
The pads of his fingers brushing lightly over the skin of her neck produce a small rise of goosebumps, a rush of sensation that breezes down her back and diffuses quick and quiet. But that does nothing to assuage or soothe the ice that forms in her gut at his next works. I'm too scared to say anything right now.
Too scared. What could he be so scared of? Does this have something to do with the hyperresonance? Will something go wrong? Is he scared of hurting someone? Or himself? What's to be afraid of...?
In the end, she has no more words to give. She's so scared and so upset, but he seems so much calmer in comparison. And dragging him down with her isn't an option. So instead she closes the very small bit of distance left and kisses him, trying to tell him without words, Okay. I'll be waiting. I'll be right here when you're ready. ]