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He simply stared. Eyes wide. Limbal rings green levin across blackened sky. No words passed, and he gripped her arm and pulled her to him with a sharp yank.
He was warm. Solid. Alive. Outline of muscle and ridges of scale beneath soft fabric that clung to every dip of his shape. He smelled like home. Inviting. The part of him that belonged to her an instinct. Her arms fit around the barrel of his chest, and he smoothed her ears back in the same motion he tucked her head beneath his chin.
"Sid, I—"
He shushed her, and for a span of time that she quickly lost track of, heartbeats a number she itemized in her memory, they simply stood. Held one another. Pretend had begun anew. Inside the door was a fantasy they agreed they could never keep, but needed all the same, and they both knew it.
"Come in."
"If I come in—"
The words had no chance to take flight. He gripped her chin and turned her mouth to meet his, and backed them both through the door.
They agreed to part amicably. With Elidibus' soul gone to aid her, and on the eve of a potentially one-way journey to save the world, the Warrior of Light has one stop to make.
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- Part 15 of The Sights We Shall See