[ dhgakjdlg aaaaaaaaaaa a hug. she has needed a hug so bad and she makes a soft noise and scoots closer so she can bury her face in his chest. her arms, still painful, she keeps carefully, lightly, on his chest, though she does manage to curl her fingers slightly.
she's thinking about it, too. about everything -- how ill and weak she still feels, how she's said nothing about that so far, how ... it was a story for another day while he was still sick.
but it's even harder keeping it a secret now. she shifts slightly, tilting her head back enough just to look at him ...
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she's thinking about it, too. about everything -- how ill and weak she still feels, how she's said nothing about that so far, how ... it was a story for another day while he was still sick.
but it's even harder keeping it a secret now. she shifts slightly, tilting her head back enough just to look at him ...
... and waits. maybe he'll ask, maybe he won't. ]