[He says those words, and she hears them clearly, even with the way her heart is pounding and there's still a steady ringing in her ears. Those words serve to break her further, her arms tightening around him as she tries to hide the fact she's crying on him. Unlike previous times, these tears aren't because of sadness or fear. She's feeling an overwhelming sense of relief and happiness that he's even in a place he can say those words to her. She really had thought he hated her. That he would only speak to her when it came to mission business. That she had lost him forever.
But he's here, he's hugging her. He's speaking three of the most important words she's ever been told, knowing the weight they carry for the both of them. ]
I know.
[Her words echo that first night, sentiment no less strong even now that things are different. It might've been too soon to say them weeks ago. But now she's able to without any hesitation or immediate remorse.]
And I have you too.
[Not that he needs her to, but she's there. They're safe. Nothing's immediately attacking them. Her arms are around him, her tears mixing with the blood that's on her shirt thanks to her steadily bleeding head injury. Her head turns, cheek pressing against him. Her trembling is lessening, but isn't gone completely. It makes her feel weak, but he's someone she doesn't mind letting see the vulnerability behind the bravado. You can't hide from someone that you love, not when you've shown them exactly who you are when everything else is stripped away.]
Might've gotten blood on you though.
[As if that's the most pressing issue they're dealing with at the moment. ]
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But he's here, he's hugging her. He's speaking three of the most important words she's ever been told, knowing the weight they carry for the both of them. ]
I know.
[Her words echo that first night, sentiment no less strong even now that things are different. It might've been too soon to say them weeks ago. But now she's able to without any hesitation or immediate remorse.]
And I have you too.
[Not that he needs her to, but she's there. They're safe. Nothing's immediately attacking them. Her arms are around him, her tears mixing with the blood that's on her shirt thanks to her steadily bleeding head injury. Her head turns, cheek pressing against him. Her trembling is lessening, but isn't gone completely. It makes her feel weak, but he's someone she doesn't mind letting see the vulnerability behind the bravado. You can't hide from someone that you love, not when you've shown them exactly who you are when everything else is stripped away.]
Might've gotten blood on you though.
[As if that's the most pressing issue they're dealing with at the moment. ]