[She didn't actually mind him feeling it, for once. It feels like a silly thing to worry about when he was so plainly upset over her disappearance. It does spare him from another rush of guilt though, both for the fact that she worried him and for the fact that he was here, freaking out, and she didn't remember him at all. It's fucking awful and unfair. Maybe that's what drives her to throw her arms around him again and be honest without the endless worrying about how he'll react.]
I'm sorry. I'm so fucking glad you're still here. I would have totally lost it if you weren't.
[Who needs the empathy bond? Emotion is making her voice a little unsteady anyway.]
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I'm sorry. I'm so fucking glad you're still here. I would have totally lost it if you weren't.
[Who needs the empathy bond? Emotion is making her voice a little unsteady anyway.]