[his words offer her some comfort, some grounding amidst all this disorientation, and wanda could do as advised and take a seatβstopping her ambling towards him altogether. it would be so much easier this way for her, too, as she nurses the pain that pulls at them because of their memories.
but wanda is stubborn in her own ways.
she continues towards him and grasps his hands in her own. she has learned, through experiencing all this, that physical contact can ease some of the pain they feel. circumstances like these remind her of pietro and how she would hold on to him whenever he bruised himself by exerting his own capabilities; it reminds her of the warmth of her family, of those who weren't shy to show their love with this kind of contact.
it's selfish, perhaps, but he had decided to visit despite knowing better about what had been happening.
(what does thancred think? what courses through his mind?)]
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but wanda is stubborn in her own ways.
she continues towards him and grasps his hands in her own. she has learned, through experiencing all this, that physical contact can ease some of the pain they feel. circumstances like these remind her of pietro and how she would hold on to him whenever he bruised himself by exerting his own capabilities; it reminds her of the warmth of her family, of those who weren't shy to show their love with this kind of contact.
it's selfish, perhaps, but he had decided to visit despite knowing better about what had been happening.
(what does thancred think? what courses through his mind?)]
Your memory was much nicer.