I'm here. [it's a quiet confirmation. she's so small in his arms like this; so fragile in comparison to how solid she'd always seemed. Now, if he holds her too tight, she might shatter. But...he holds her close anyway. Trusts that if she does shatter, that he'll be able to hold all the pieces of her and help her put them back together if she needs it.
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He's here. And--]
So're you.