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[matermali]

[ The softness of his hair and coolness of his skin are their own comfort for her. She brushes her thumb across his temple while considering everything he's said. Vanessa can see where those initial moments of defiance would seem so nonsensical to anyone else, which is what had spurned this story in the first place. Perhaps he would have done the same as her. ...Perhaps not.

Her defiance hadn't lasted for the entire stay in the chair. She had eventually stopped struggling, and found bizarre revelation the few times that the noises permitted her to. When she could hear only the ocean.

How she wishes they could go to the beach and disappear into the sea. ]

...Does that include hope for yourself?

[hypnagothic]

[ he tips his head down, only enough to look at her, not enough to dislodge her fingers, but his expression seems a little ... sad. or is it resigned? ]

As I said, there is something gained with such experiences.

[matermali]

[ Well, that isn't the most inspirational note to end on, with the implications.

Yet like he said, something can be gained. There are notions he has openly revealed. In these moments, they have both been fragile, and so too evermore gentle with one another. What he carries for a soul, for a heart, she's certain to see so much more clearly, now. She can hold him even closer, now, for whatever time they are allowed together.

But these terrible things keep happening, one way or another. There is no end in sight. Only reiteration.

She leans so that she can sigh into the crook of his neck, repeating his earlier promise. ]

And we shall protect each other as best we may...thee and me...

[hypnagothic]

[ he turns his head, pressing a soft kiss to her temple as he pulls the bedsheets over them both. ]

As best we may, my love. Though you should rest and regain your strength.

[matermali]

Yes. I suppose I should.

[ She wishes he could do the same. ]

Morpheus...?

[hypnagothic]

[ he hums lightly in question, tipping his head a little more to gently nuzzle against her hair. ]

[matermali]

[ The comforting touch has her eyes slipping back shut with her sigh. ]

You are the most beautiful person I have ever known.

[hypnagothic]

[ he doesn't respond for a moment, going still for half a second before resuming the tender motions against her hair. then he tips down a little more to press a kiss just to the side of her eye, the hand wrapped around her back spreading its fingers a little wider, pressing in just a little more. ]