she is sitting in the middle, just staring up at the butterflies and things. when she hears his footsteps, she glances over her shoulder at him, she smiles. and since i assume he is looking at her face, first, he'll see that her eyes are a little puffy and red, but there are no flowers she's coughed up and she doesn't look like, devastated, so. it seems okay...
And he most certainly is looking to her face first, just to take in her expression and general idea of her mood. She may not look upset, given the smile and no hint of it but it does look like she's been crying? So of course he looks to her with a gentle concern.
He takes that hand with a soft squeeze, coming to sit down beside her. ] ..Faring alright?
[she sniffs a little, and then laughs when he asks.]
Oh - yes. I'm alright.
[she's okay! but she does absolutely have a bare neck, which he can see now that he's close - no collar. it's gone, leaving behind just the faintest hint of discolored skin in a ring around her neck.]
[ weh... His free hand not holding onto hers reaches up to brush a finger against her cheek. ]
That is a relief to hear.
[ His gaze dips to her neck, hand lowering in turn to gingerly touch that line. It's featherlight and he pulls back a moment after, not wanting to intrude too much in her personal space. But he shows a soft smile at that. ]
You've got the look of someone who has fully grasped their freedom in hand.
[ His hand no sooner joins his other, gently sandwiching hers in between with a soft squeeze. Though clearly careful - what with his crystal paw. It isn't the most comfortable of things. ]
..At times, being told you are of deserving it is not nearly enough, not until you yourself feel that way of it. [ So.. in a way, he understands. But he peers at her with a gentle look. ] May you make the most of your freedom, with everything you wish to do.
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Certainly, I'll meet you there.
[ As promised! Here comes the boooooyyyyy. Hellooo boyyyyy. Here is heereeeee. ]
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she is sitting in the middle, just staring up at the butterflies and things. when she hears his footsteps, she glances over her shoulder at him, she smiles. and since i assume he is looking at her face, first, he'll see that her eyes are a little puffy and red, but there are no flowers she's coughed up and she doesn't look like, devastated, so. it seems okay...
she holds out a hand to him!]
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And he most certainly is looking to her face first, just to take in her expression and general idea of her mood. She may not look upset, given the smile and no hint of it but it does look like she's been crying? So of course he looks to her with a gentle concern.
He takes that hand with a soft squeeze, coming to sit down beside her. ] ..Faring alright?
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Oh - yes. I'm alright.
[she's okay! but she does absolutely have a bare neck, which he can see now that he's close - no collar. it's gone, leaving behind just the faintest hint of discolored skin in a ring around her neck.]
I think I am better than I ever have been.
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That is a relief to hear.
[ His gaze dips to her neck, hand lowering in turn to gingerly touch that line. It's featherlight and he pulls back a moment after, not wanting to intrude too much in her personal space. But he shows a soft smile at that. ]
You've got the look of someone who has fully grasped their freedom in hand.
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I... yes. [another little sniffle.] I had the key, and I felt... I felt as if I could finally take the collar off.
[like she deserved it.]
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..At times, being told you are of deserving it is not nearly enough, not until you yourself feel that way of it. [ So.. in a way, he understands. But he peers at her with a gentle look. ] May you make the most of your freedom, with everything you wish to do.