[Oh, well then. When he doesn't pull back he is - once again - mildly surprised. But instead of falling apart on her like last time, he instead squeezes her a little tighter and starts to run his hand on her back in what he hopes is a comforting gesture. He can't help it. He's glad to see her too
He whispers the next part-]
Honestly, so was I.
[Perhaps it's his tired brain forcing that out. Words of assurance seem like they wouldn't do the horror of what he'd fought the last week justice]
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He whispers the next part-]
Honestly, so was I.
[Perhaps it's his tired brain forcing that out. Words of assurance seem like they wouldn't do the horror of what he'd fought the last week justice]