[ The disbelief and alarm on his face is almost too much to bear. All Saya wanted was a chance at a future, and look what she's done. She's hurting, but it's clear by the way Rosen stares at her that he's hurting far more. All she wants is to wrap herself around him and stroke his hair and kiss his face until he can smile again. ]
[ She's not sure if he wants that from her, is the problem. So Saya is still, her hand hanging in the air between them, tears trickling down her face. Waiting, hoping. ]
[ When at last he embraces her, she moves in one great rush to meet him, like the sudden surge of a spring after being wound too tight. Her hands grip his clothes and her face buries against his chest. ]
I'm here. [ She wants to fumble over endless apologies, and those may come soon, but just now that seems like what he needs to hear. Her vast experience with her dead loved ones reviving is instructive. ] I love you. I'm here.
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Date: 2023-07-02 04:53 pm (UTC)[ She's not sure if he wants that from her, is the problem. So Saya is still, her hand hanging in the air between them, tears trickling down her face. Waiting, hoping. ]
[ When at last he embraces her, she moves in one great rush to meet him, like the sudden surge of a spring after being wound too tight. Her hands grip his clothes and her face buries against his chest. ]
I'm here. [ She wants to fumble over endless apologies, and those may come soon, but just now that seems like what he needs to hear. Her vast experience with her dead loved ones reviving is instructive. ] I love you. I'm here.