[ There's a blink, not because he isn't aware that he's important to her, but she so rarely speaks it out loud. He doesn't know how much Destiny binds all of them together, either. Sometimes it feels an unshakable force; other times, a crashing wave that appears now and again to push them towards the current. But in the end, he wants her here, regardless of what fate has in store. He's lost too many people as it is, holds memories of losing even more.
She's right. They've both survived too much to be torn away from what they have managed to find. It was not intentional, at first, what he started to rebuild in this world, but these days—it is. It's beginning to be. ]
You won't. [ He doesn't lay down with her, but he stays there against the thick pillows around the bed and his arm around her shoulder. His fingers rest idly in her hair. ] I promise.
[ Is he afraid it'll happen again? He is. Her connection with the Horizon is different, and he doesn't know what that means. But he doesn't believe the solution is to hide or flee from it. He does want answers, though. Answers he'll look for soon. Why it happened to her and, seemingly, no one else—if only to be sure he won't lose her again. Not that way. ]
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She's right. They've both survived too much to be torn away from what they have managed to find. It was not intentional, at first, what he started to rebuild in this world, but these days—it is. It's beginning to be. ]
You won't. [ He doesn't lay down with her, but he stays there against the thick pillows around the bed and his arm around her shoulder. His fingers rest idly in her hair. ] I promise.
[ Is he afraid it'll happen again? He is. Her connection with the Horizon is different, and he doesn't know what that means. But he doesn't believe the solution is to hide or flee from it. He does want answers, though. Answers he'll look for soon. Why it happened to her and, seemingly, no one else—if only to be sure he won't lose her again. Not that way. ]