She held on ever more tightly when it was his turn. She wanted to share every possible moment of it. He was as strong as she remembered in that instant. He was close to it physically, but that wasn't the part she was thinking of. As they both came through the other side, she petted his hair, whimpering what she hopped were soothing noises.
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Date: 2013-10-13 02:17 am (UTC)It was the best she could do.