Oh yeah, how did you know? [ She teases back, but he's right; it's his voice, his silly comments, the way he layers his clothes almost ridiculously. She wants to tell him that everything he does, and says is just about perfect even when it's stupid, but she doesn't.
Instead, she sits down next to him, close as she can. She watches his hands briefly before she reaches to take one of them in her own, thumb tracing cuts and bruises from his time underground. Her own hands have blistered, palms rough. ]
I'm okay now that you're out. [ Everything is a little bit better. It feels like she can breathe now without the anxiety of the situation pressing down against her. She looks to him, green eyes filled with concern. ] Are you? I-I can't even imagine what it was...
[ what it was like, being trapped down there. She wishes so desperately it was her who had saved him. ]
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Instead, she sits down next to him, close as she can. She watches his hands briefly before she reaches to take one of them in her own, thumb tracing cuts and bruises from his time underground. Her own hands have blistered, palms rough. ]
I'm okay now that you're out. [ Everything is a little bit better. It feels like she can breathe now without the anxiety of the situation pressing down against her. She looks to him, green eyes filled with concern. ] Are you? I-I can't even imagine what it was...
[ what it was like, being trapped down there. She wishes so desperately it was her who had saved him. ]