He moves closer. I copy, so our arms actually touch, because hell if I'm going to let that kind of symbolism stand. I know we're not really touching. I know he can't feel it, not like he could before.
But if it's all I can offer him, then I'm going to offer it.
I nod, turning his apology over in my mind, trying to work out how it fits. "For what, exactly?" I ask in a gentle rumble.
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Date: 2012-11-19 01:56 am (UTC)But if it's all I can offer him, then I'm going to offer it.
I nod, turning his apology over in my mind, trying to work out how it fits. "For what, exactly?" I ask in a gentle rumble.