[ Like her, he is a stranger to touch. At least, to touch that is not coded as violence or rejection.
It has been a long, difficult day - a harrowing gauntlet of psychoemotional combat, death and chaos, and this may very well be the first time that he has truly sat down and had nothing to do or consider. So, when she looks up to him and there is light in her eyes? A careful measure of tension eases from him, and nostalgia - painful and needy - creeps up along the back of his neck and seizes hold of his throat. She is alight from within. And it is very, very beautiful. ]
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It has been a long, difficult day - a harrowing gauntlet of psychoemotional combat, death and chaos, and this may very well be the first time that he has truly sat down and had nothing to do or consider. So, when she looks up to him and there is light in her eyes? A careful measure of tension eases from him, and nostalgia - painful and needy - creeps up along the back of his neck and seizes hold of his throat. She is alight from within. And it is very, very beautiful. ]
You needn't stand apart, though.