( he's grateful that she let's himself keep one hand on the gun. he doesn't know if he's ready to just let it go completely so he's glad she doesn't try and make him.
he does loosen his hold though, letting her take his hand, letting her move it to her face where he settles his fingers gently. he does remember this. it's been awhile, months for him, and where he's tried to put this away, it all starts trickling back now. )
Yeah. ( he feels that. it's still her even if he hasn't seen her or touched her in months. it's still her and his hand remembers how it felt to do this. he keeps his touch light, fingers barely brushing against her cheek. )
I feel it. ( he looks up to where it sounds like she is and once again, wishes he could see her. he'd thought about her every so often, when he was alone and needed it but now that's all he has, isn't it? )
Did I hurt you? ( he knows he'd been swinging his gun around wildly when he'd gotten out here and he thinks he'd hit something but he's not sure if it was her. )
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he does loosen his hold though, letting her take his hand, letting her move it to her face where he settles his fingers gently. he does remember this. it's been awhile, months for him, and where he's tried to put this away, it all starts trickling back now. )
Yeah. ( he feels that. it's still her even if he hasn't seen her or touched her in months. it's still her and his hand remembers how it felt to do this. he keeps his touch light, fingers barely brushing against her cheek. )
I feel it. ( he looks up to where it sounds like she is and once again, wishes he could see her. he'd thought about her every so often, when he was alone and needed it but now that's all he has, isn't it? )
Did I hurt you? ( he knows he'd been swinging his gun around wildly when he'd gotten out here and he thinks he'd hit something but he's not sure if it was her. )