[Whoa. There is something seriously wrong. Not-- not with him-- well, okay, maybe a little with him-- but with-- just-- everything. This is supposed to be happy, right? The last time she saw him he'd seemed pretty stressed, pretty fucked up, but nothing compared to this. This is really freaking her out, and Jane's not easily shaken. Not by a long shot.]
Hey, hey, you're okay. [Her hands slide up and through his short hair. She meets his kiss, trying to match the feeling, but probably failing. A hand rests on his cheek, thumb swiping over the bone as she pulls away-- but not too far.]
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Hey, hey, you're okay. [Her hands slide up and through his short hair. She meets his kiss, trying to match the feeling, but probably failing. A hand rests on his cheek, thumb swiping over the bone as she pulls away-- but not too far.]
I'm here, you know that? I'm right here.