She doesn't try to cling to him, isn't even really sad when the moment is clearly coming to an end, not when it meant so much while it was real, when they were in the middle of it. When he shifts her arms slip down easily but she has the memory of him pulling her tight to him to keep it from being hard to let him go.
"When this flood has passed, we'll go to the deck and I'll show you how that works," she says, her voice heavy with the desire to sleep very soon and incredibly, incredibly soft because of it. All of the things that kept her from looking that way are gone now, she's relaxed and her face is clear of worry and she feels good more than anything else. "We can throw things off the side of the ship and you can try to shoot them."
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Date: 2016-04-22 08:21 am (UTC)"When this flood has passed, we'll go to the deck and I'll show you how that works," she says, her voice heavy with the desire to sleep very soon and incredibly, incredibly soft because of it. All of the things that kept her from looking that way are gone now, she's relaxed and her face is clear of worry and she feels good more than anything else. "We can throw things off the side of the ship and you can try to shoot them."