[ blake manages to steady her breathing a bit more, ears still pinned. a bit more light returns to her eyes, melting from dull copper in the low light of the cabin's bedroom to something more like their usual amber. she's... mostly there, now, but not completely. ]
I know. We killed him. There wasn't a choice. [ there's no stepping around it for her right now.
no one's ever treated her with this kind of tenderness, she thinks. there's her parents, but that's altogether different. not like this. ]
... Just be here. Be you. [ she pushes her forehead forward against yang's, drawing in a breath. ] It's always been enough, Yang.
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I know. We killed him. There wasn't a choice. [ there's no stepping around it for her right now.
no one's ever treated her with this kind of tenderness, she thinks. there's her parents, but that's altogether different. not like this. ]
... Just be here. Be you. [ she pushes her forehead forward against yang's, drawing in a breath. ] It's always been enough, Yang.