[It occurs to her, after a moment, that he doesn't like having people hold him. She should let go. She should stop... doing this to him, stop making him miserable for once-
And then she feels his arms slip around her.
Why-
She expects the horrible child's voice to cut in again, but there's only silence. Her grip on him relaxes, but she doesn't let go. She can't bring herself to let go just yet.]
I-
[Once again, she can't think of anything to say. Her apologies surely meant nothing now. 'Thank you' seemed inadequate. What he's put up with from her, what he's still tolerating from her. Why anybody would ever-]
... I don't understand.
[She murmurs it into his shoulder. Weak. Needy. Pathetic. Not remotely useful.]
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And then she feels his arms slip around her.
Why-
She expects the horrible child's voice to cut in again, but there's only silence. Her grip on him relaxes, but she doesn't let go. She can't bring herself to let go just yet.]
I-
[Once again, she can't think of anything to say. Her apologies surely meant nothing now. 'Thank you' seemed inadequate. What he's put up with from her, what he's still tolerating from her. Why anybody would ever-]
... I don't understand.
[She murmurs it into his shoulder. Weak. Needy. Pathetic. Not remotely useful.]