Date: 2011-04-12 05:57 am (UTC)
til_it_aint: (them's the rules)
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His fingers tighten around her own, just for a second, quick squeeze'n'give that may be all he's got left right now, been runnin' on fumes for too long even before this whole thing got started. But there's no tension in th'air around him, nothin' bad between them and there's even somethin' like a little smile, hoverin' around his lips.

"Yeah," he says finally, "okay," squeezes her hand (don't touch me!) one more time. Rolls his head back against th'tree, mirrors her position easy and his shoulder digs into hers, maybe, just for a moment all friendly-like. "Guess I won't leave you just yet." It is a smile, tired'n'shaky but it's there, and that's gotta be somethin'. He knocks his fingers against her own. "Need someone t'take care'a you, I guess."

Or maybe that's more him needin' her, but he sure as hell ain't gonna admit it no matter what she says or does. As it is, he's content to sit for a moment, let th'pain fade back into somethin' far away t'be considered later, and just pretend that this is all he's got, right here. One little world, a tree, some grass, and Kate sittin' next t'him like she's got his back no matter what.

His eyes slip shut.
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