His heart is in the wrong place, stuck in his throat as he watches a dozen or three different emotions play across his sister’s face in that agonizingly long moment before she leapt toward him, crushing him in the tightest hug he thinks she could manage.
“You know,” he murmurs softly into her hair, not answering her question any further than that. He still doesn’t understand being here. Standing in front of her. Whole and alive.
He clings to her tightly, pressing his cheek to the top of her head. “It is so good to see you,” he mutters quietly.
She did know, that was maybe the worst part, that she knew this was something she should probably be suspicious of, or at least wary, but she wasn't.
She couldn't be, not when he felt right, like himself, and if there was something out there that could fool her senses -or her mind- that thoroughly then it deserved to take her down, because she definitely didn't have any kind of defense against that.
All she managed was an equally quiet: "Missed you. So much." It was going to take a moment to actually get her equilibrium back and invite him in, reasonably sure he'd forgive her for not doing so immediately.
no subject
Date: 2022-09-22 11:15 pm (UTC)“You know,” he murmurs softly into her hair, not answering her question any further than that. He still doesn’t understand being here. Standing in front of her. Whole and alive.
He clings to her tightly, pressing his cheek to the top of her head. “It is so good to see you,” he mutters quietly.
no subject
Date: 2022-09-25 01:47 am (UTC)She couldn't be, not when he felt right, like himself, and if there was something out there that could fool her senses -or her mind- that thoroughly then it deserved to take her down, because she definitely didn't have any kind of defense against that.
All she managed was an equally quiet: "Missed you. So much." It was going to take a moment to actually get her equilibrium back and invite him in, reasonably sure he'd forgive her for not doing so immediately.