[She's easy to pull close when she wants to be there as much as he wants to put her there, quick to turn her face up to those gentle, soothing touches and let him wipe her tears away. The number of times she's cried is so small and it's never, never been from a feeling of such pure happiness.
She's only ever felt sorrow and pain, hopelessness, before coming here.
And he had been the first human she found, the first one to show her what her body was capable of.
The only one to show her what her heart was capable of.]
It's because I'm happy. [She tries to reassure quickly, covering his hand with one of hers and turning her head to press a kiss to his palm.] To offer to do something like this...
[And yet she'll never be close enough. Even in their most intimate moments, when there's absolutely no space between them and every inch of their bodies are molded together she still isn't close enough.
Her words bring about the intended reassurance, his heart finally settling into a more reasonable pattern, his mind calming with the knowledge that it had been happiness that had given her tears life.]
I wasn't able to save Cristina. I can not bear to lose you too. [Even if so long as she were here she would be alive, safe from the virus that would be her end.] It will only work if we go together. I intend to do everything in my power to make sure that happens.
[She brings his hand down to press it over the place her approximation of a heart lies, his gift of that silver heart hanging down low enough to just brush the tips of his fingers.
It's a fitting kind of symbolism, but she doesn't see it in the moment.]
You won't lose me. I think I would follow you no matter where you tried to go.
[There's no heart beating beneath his touch, and it had taken far too long for him to realize that it didn't matter. She didn't need a heart of her own because she had his.
One finger lifts, slowly tracing the outline of the pendant that currently rests against her skin almost absently.]
Mio bellissimo amore. Nothing will make me leave you.
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Date: 2019-01-08 03:51 am (UTC)She's only ever felt sorrow and pain, hopelessness, before coming here.
And he had been the first human she found, the first one to show her what her body was capable of.
The only one to show her what her heart was capable of.]
It's because I'm happy. [She tries to reassure quickly, covering his hand with one of hers and turning her head to press a kiss to his palm.] To offer to do something like this...
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Date: 2019-01-08 04:04 am (UTC)Her words bring about the intended reassurance, his heart finally settling into a more reasonable pattern, his mind calming with the knowledge that it had been happiness that had given her tears life.]
I wasn't able to save Cristina. I can not bear to lose you too. [Even if so long as she were here she would be alive, safe from the virus that would be her end.] It will only work if we go together. I intend to do everything in my power to make sure that happens.
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Date: 2019-01-18 01:10 am (UTC)It's a fitting kind of symbolism, but she doesn't see it in the moment.]
You won't lose me. I think I would follow you no matter where you tried to go.
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Date: 2019-01-18 02:04 am (UTC)One finger lifts, slowly tracing the outline of the pendant that currently rests against her skin almost absently.]
Mio bellissimo amore. Nothing will make me leave you.