[The hand on the back of his head only works to press him closer, to bury him further in her as she does into him, falling in so that she can rest on his shoulder.]
And go where? You'd be alone...
[They'd both be alone and right now, it's clear to her that it isn't what either of them would have needed or truly wanted, even without their right minds, or being clouded by grief. It isn't even herself that she's worried about, but what if he just spiraled back into those ways again? Being alone with his thoughts... Without anyone there to protect him from them like she's so desperately trying to do right now...]
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And go where? You'd be alone...
[They'd both be alone and right now, it's clear to her that it isn't what either of them would have needed or truly wanted, even without their right minds, or being clouded by grief. It isn't even herself that she's worried about, but what if he just spiraled back into those ways again? Being alone with his thoughts... Without anyone there to protect him from them like she's so desperately trying to do right now...]
How is that better...?