[ she doesn't know how he'll respond to touch like this, but though he seems to tense up when she first makes contact, he doesn't fight her away. being closer to him now, she can catch the difference in his eyes, a faint flicker of green and a far off look that can't quite seem to focus on anything at all. ]
It's still me.
[ something's changed for him, and though she's not sure where the blindness has come from, if it's a permanent change or something temporary, she can see the way he's shaken, so she tries to give some assurance of something familiar.
she won't pry him away from the gun, but she does try to ease one of his hands into hers, taking it careful and slow before she guides him to her face, easing his fingers to her cheek. ] Feel that?
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It's still me.
[ something's changed for him, and though she's not sure where the blindness has come from, if it's a permanent change or something temporary, she can see the way he's shaken, so she tries to give some assurance of something familiar.
she won't pry him away from the gun, but she does try to ease one of his hands into hers, taking it careful and slow before she guides him to her face, easing his fingers to her cheek. ] Feel that?