[He might tell himself one thing, but they both know the truth now. She's certainly glad she has the control to only pull those memories and not the tidal wave of everything at once. Even with his hand around her wrist, her fingers instinctively start to reach for him, to comfort him from the ache of lost loved ones she feels deep in her chest from him.
His statement brings her to the present, and she shakes her head.]
No. [She insists softly, her expression intensely apologetic and focused on him.] It's not. [And she holds his gaze with hers for emphasis before continuing.] But thank you, for understandin'.
[Her breath catches in apprehension as he reaches out to touch her, exhaling both the breath and the heavy weight of fear from her chest, relaxing visibly against his touch as though it's forgiveness in it of itself.
Instead of shying away from it, she leans into and blinks back those heavy tears again, her own this time. It's been since the kidnappings since she's touched someone properly, and Remy disappeared before... This or the dampener. It's quite a bit for her to emotionally process, but her right hand joins the other on his chest, tentatively at first, sliding fingertips along his chest before pressing the full splay of it against him with a shaky sigh.
Her eyes close at his question, and she nods once, hesitates, then shakes her head as she keeps trying to calm her breath. When she finally speaks, her voice is low and full of rough emotion she's managing herself.]
Ah've missed this. An' ah feel guilty for wantin' more.
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His statement brings her to the present, and she shakes her head.]
No. [She insists softly, her expression intensely apologetic and focused on him.] It's not. [And she holds his gaze with hers for emphasis before continuing.] But thank you, for understandin'.
[Her breath catches in apprehension as he reaches out to touch her, exhaling both the breath and the heavy weight of fear from her chest, relaxing visibly against his touch as though it's forgiveness in it of itself.
Instead of shying away from it, she leans into and blinks back those heavy tears again, her own this time. It's been since the kidnappings since she's touched someone properly, and Remy disappeared before... This or the dampener. It's quite a bit for her to emotionally process, but her right hand joins the other on his chest, tentatively at first, sliding fingertips along his chest before pressing the full splay of it against him with a shaky sigh.
Her eyes close at his question, and she nods once, hesitates, then shakes her head as she keeps trying to calm her breath. When she finally speaks, her voice is low and full of rough emotion she's managing herself.]
Ah've missed this. An' ah feel guilty for wantin' more.