( she flinches almost at the contact. it's unexpected, and whilst ordinarily it wouldn't be unwanted she just doesn't know how to respond to it now.
so she keeps still, trying to relax in his presence, hoping that the contact will provide some strength or ground. something solid.
her eyes fall shut, a final barrier to the tears that threaten to fall. she hasn't cried since the day she'd seen bodhi last, since before shutting herself away, her being instead feeling numb to her emotions.
closing her eyes doesn't stop the tears. it wasn't okay. she didn't feel okay )
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so she keeps still, trying to relax in his presence, hoping that the contact will provide some strength or ground. something solid.
her eyes fall shut, a final barrier to the tears that threaten to fall. she hasn't cried since the day she'd seen bodhi last, since before shutting herself away, her being instead feeling numb to her emotions.
closing her eyes doesn't stop the tears. it wasn't okay. she didn't feel okay )