[She hugs him, and he doesn't understand. There's still a cavernous divide between what he has come to allow and enjoy here and what was dangerous at home. Touch is allowed, here; it's not frightening. And yet Daneca isn't of this place, not yet, not quite.]
[To his credit, he only jumps a little before tucking his chin against her shoulder and pulling her close.]
I'm.
[Thanks, is maybe what he means, or maybe not. Because it wasn't him. It was him and everyone, everything else.]
spam
[To his credit, he only jumps a little before tucking his chin against her shoulder and pulling her close.]
I'm.
[Thanks, is maybe what he means, or maybe not. Because it wasn't him. It was him and everyone, everything else.]
I'm glad. I don't wanna be a liar anymore.