[ It's not even a matter of being able to feel what others do in this moment. She can see it on his face- hear it in the softness of his voice. There's so much left to be filled within the gaps between where she herself is and where Logan is years ahead of her and yet, in this moment here between them, none of that matters. Because despite the gentle differences that are so apparent within him through more than just looks alone, he's still Logan. She feels that within him. Buried beneath so much... always so much.
She reaches for him then, a hand gentle in the way it touches his arm. A reassuring touch that gently glides down to his hand which she holds then. Fingers soft in the way they curl around his. ]
No one expects you to know what to do with it all, Logan. [ Gently, she lets a smile touch her lips. ] Don't be so hard on yourself.
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She reaches for him then, a hand gentle in the way it touches his arm. A reassuring touch that gently glides down to his hand which she holds then. Fingers soft in the way they curl around his. ]
No one expects you to know what to do with it all, Logan. [ Gently, she lets a smile touch her lips. ] Don't be so hard on yourself.