fulcrum3: (Scarif . jyn . (I'm ready))
Fulcrum ([personal profile] fulcrum3) wrote 2025-05-11 11:06 pm (UTC)

Careful and gentle, he closed his arms around her, resting them together.

Yes, she'd said that. Yes, suddenly, the depth of it that he'd sensed but also missed was laid bare.

He felt both like an intruder and like the inflictor. There were questions he thought to ask but that was too much, yet; things he thought to say but they were imaginings, offers, promises, he was in no position yet to make. It was too soon for anything to have foundation.

So he just held her, defending her against… himself… and against the cruel or, worse, indifferent powers of this place (no one is listening), and keeping them both from falling off the planet. He rested his face in her hair and held her.

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