[ he's said it a lot more than she has, and she figures - she needs to fix that. it used to be so easy to hold her hand out. she doesn't want to be distant and cold, she doesn't want to withdraw for fear of being bitten. he won't. and she knows he won't, more surely than anything else here, so she can put herself back on the tracks and try to open up again.
it's instinctive to elbow him in the side gently as justice for calling her sappy, but - maybe she meant to be sappy this time, so she doesn't argue it. maybe she can be more open than she used to be. maybe she can re-learn how to let herself have. ]
Yeah, yeah. [ but her emotions are safe and warm and cared for, and that's better than anything else in this whole stupid place. ]
... You know, that - dream thing. The daydream of your home getting rebuilt, the other day. I want to be part of that.
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it's instinctive to elbow him in the side gently as justice for calling her sappy, but - maybe she meant to be sappy this time, so she doesn't argue it. maybe she can be more open than she used to be. maybe she can re-learn how to let herself have. ]
Yeah, yeah. [ but her emotions are safe and warm and cared for, and that's better than anything else in this whole stupid place. ]
... You know, that - dream thing. The daydream of your home getting rebuilt, the other day. I want to be part of that.