[ Slowly... he's going to pull his hand free. The left one, gently. Not away... but just so he can cover her hand with his instead. In such a delicate yet steadied sort of way then. A commanding sort of certainty.
It tickles his nose a little when he lifts his chin and almost brushes her nose in the process, but he doesn't seem to mind. ]
...why are you sorry? [ It's light, almost airy. Something so impossibly gentle said with a quiet breath, with his eyes wide open and calm—if still sightlessly so.
Bathed in a dazzling sort of light no more helpful to seeing than the nothingness before, but somehow... it's a bit easier to stomach now. ]
If it hadn't been for you.. I don't know what would have happened. But because you were there, we were able to defeat it. [ He doesn't squeeze her hand, but his hardened fingertips do thread so delicately between hers. Something more solid and yet gentler still than if he had. ]
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[ Slowly... he's going to pull his hand free. The left one, gently. Not away... but just so he can cover her hand with his instead. In such a delicate yet steadied sort of way then. A commanding sort of certainty.
It tickles his nose a little when he lifts his chin and almost brushes her nose in the process, but he doesn't seem to mind. ]
...why are you sorry? [ It's light, almost airy. Something so impossibly gentle said with a quiet breath, with his eyes wide open and calm—if still sightlessly so.
Bathed in a dazzling sort of light no more helpful to seeing than the nothingness before, but somehow... it's a bit easier to stomach now. ]
If it hadn't been for you.. I don't know what would have happened. But because you were there, we were able to defeat it. [ He doesn't squeeze her hand, but his hardened fingertips do thread so delicately between hers. Something more solid and yet gentler still than if he had. ]
I'm grateful.