The sight of her made his heart twist, too. Something about her apology made him set down what he was working on and cross to her, gently touching her arm. He knew she intended the boot to be on the other foot, but intensely, he more wanted to reassure her. "It's okay. I'm okay." This time, he dared to squeeze, so gently.
Not letting the moment get too laden, he half-turned back to the food and said, "I made us something. Hope you don't mind, I used up a lot of what you had stored up. I'll replace it when I go to get clothes." (He'd used time while the food was defrosting to read the welcome packet. There was much he'd want confirmed by observation, and a lot by her, but basics made sense.)
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Date: 2025-05-07 11:00 pm (UTC)Not letting the moment get too laden, he half-turned back to the food and said, "I made us something. Hope you don't mind, I used up a lot of what you had stored up. I'll replace it when I go to get clothes." (He'd used time while the food was defrosting to read the welcome packet. There was much he'd want confirmed by observation, and a lot by her, but basics made sense.)