[He's not emotionally prepared for Aeryn being so close, not strong enough to handle the words that come out of her mouth. Visibly he stiffens and tries to turn his head away from her. The muscles in his neck lock up so badly that tears sting the corners of his eyes, forcing him to advert them and blink it away.
He was told not to push her. He was told to wait. She's run away from him, lied to him, was so innately incapable of trusting him--but here she was, trying to connect with and protect him.
Its backwards. So backwards it hurts.]
Please don't do this to me.
[Its a miracle his voice doesn't crack. His resolve sticks -- though barely.]
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He was told not to push her. He was told to wait. She's run away from him, lied to him, was so innately incapable of trusting him--but here she was, trying to connect with and protect him.
Its backwards. So backwards it hurts.]
Please don't do this to me.
[Its a miracle his voice doesn't crack. His resolve sticks -- though barely.]