[ he holds her, caressing her arm. they've gone through an entire amusement park worth of emotional loops today to finally get to a place that's good - or at least, he hopes it is. not wanting to spoil it, he just sits there quietly, enjoying the closeness, and trying to focus on hope: it's not all gone, not while they're both still here. ]
[It's definitely a better place. She feels more accepted than she ever could have without telling him those things and she hopes he does too. And now she just wants to stay here like this—quiet, secure, warm. She'll need to go or just watch him work eventually since the masquerade is on their heels, but not just yet. Not this minute. This minute is theirs.]
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