His forehead against their hands, the soft way he speaks to her, what he says, it's all so much it makes it impossible to bear doing this without facing him. She wants to put her arms around him properly, she wants to see his face, she wants to-
But he had made such a fuss about her shirt being off, and that makes a little more sense now, so she reaches for it and spreads it over her chest to cover her in the most basic way possible before she turns so she can face him, bringing their hands down and not quite letting go and then feeling just a little lost once she can see him.
She wants to say something, she probably should say something after all of that, but what words are there for anything she's feeling right now? He'd moved close enough that it's easiest to just lean forward and put her arm around his neck, to pull herself close enough that the shirt covering her gets trapped between their chests and stays exactly where it needs to be so she can put her other arm around his waist.
And it says a lot that this, hugging him like this is easier for her than finding the words to explain what she feels. Somehow, with him, showing her affection is easier than speaking. She curls into him just a little more, runs a hand up the back of his neck to hold him close much like she had when they were in the Enclosure.
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Date: 2016-05-09 04:29 pm (UTC)But he had made such a fuss about her shirt being off, and that makes a little more sense now, so she reaches for it and spreads it over her chest to cover her in the most basic way possible before she turns so she can face him, bringing their hands down and not quite letting go and then feeling just a little lost once she can see him.
She wants to say something, she probably should say something after all of that, but what words are there for anything she's feeling right now? He'd moved close enough that it's easiest to just lean forward and put her arm around his neck, to pull herself close enough that the shirt covering her gets trapped between their chests and stays exactly where it needs to be so she can put her other arm around his waist.
And it says a lot that this, hugging him like this is easier for her than finding the words to explain what she feels. Somehow, with him, showing her affection is easier than speaking. She curls into him just a little more, runs a hand up the back of his neck to hold him close much like she had when they were in the Enclosure.