[ her touch pulls him back from those dark corners to which he has retreated, back towards her. he meets her halfway at least, sitting up in his chair to lean forward to accept the brush of her fingers on his cheek and the kiss bestowed on his forehead.
words fail him when it comes to thanking any of them, but he can try. ] I know, Luna.
[ a part of him wishes to just lay there in bed with her and he would if it wouldn't disturb her so terribly. it would be nice to fall asleep next to her, even just holding her hand, forgetting that the rest of the world doesn't exist for a moment or two. she thinks so highly of him and he is determined to at least try to be the person luna believes him to be.
he is so tired. not a day goes by that a part of him doesn't ache, whether it is those residual pangs from his childhood injuries or new ones from the day's hard won battle. there are times when he feels much older than his twenty years. there is at least some levity to be found in their reunion and he decidedly stands up only to lean over her to return that forehead kiss with one of his own. ]
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words fail him when it comes to thanking any of them, but he can try. ] I know, Luna.
[ a part of him wishes to just lay there in bed with her and he would if it wouldn't disturb her so terribly. it would be nice to fall asleep next to her, even just holding her hand, forgetting that the rest of the world doesn't exist for a moment or two. she thinks so highly of him and he is determined to at least try to be the person luna believes him to be.
he is so tired. not a day goes by that a part of him doesn't ache, whether it is those residual pangs from his childhood injuries or new ones from the day's hard won battle. there are times when he feels much older than his twenty years. there is at least some levity to be found in their reunion and he decidedly stands up only to lean over her to return that forehead kiss with one of his own. ]
I'm – glad. Glad to have you.