[ absolutely none of this — his reaction, his response — is a surprise to her, and yet she feels winded by the shock of it anyway. like a cold blast of wind in her face, or a current of electricity where his fingers touch her chin — it's just the wake-up call she needs to remind her another thing she'd promised him. that she would hold onto his hope until he can carry it on his own, so what right does she have to go and start losing her own now?
another stifled sob, equal parts frustrated and exasperated and so, so full of affection she can hardly breathe from it. on his chest comes down her small, balled fist — resigned and determined all at once.
what have they been doing, wasting all this time? ]
Then hurry, Tak — [ it takes everything she has to let go of him, to put her hands back on the ground and try again. meeting his eyes, her own tears unshed by pure will alone. ] Get me out of here.
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another stifled sob, equal parts frustrated and exasperated and so, so full of affection she can hardly breathe from it. on his chest comes down her small, balled fist — resigned and determined all at once.
what have they been doing, wasting all this time? ]
Then hurry, Tak — [ it takes everything she has to let go of him, to put her hands back on the ground and try again. meeting his eyes, her own tears unshed by pure will alone. ] Get me out of here.