[ she looks up at him then, looking stricken that he might have already forgotten something shared between them that she holds so dear. she can't really blame him, though, so she's quick to glance back down at her hands, head lowering somewhat. ]
after a moment, she looks back up again, but rather than meet his eyes, her gaze settles on the long scar cut across his bare chest, fresher than all the others littered about his skin. ]
I couldn't protect you that day. I'm sorry...
[ she trails off into contemplative silence. habit makes her want to turn around and run away again, but she resolves to stay put. wait this out. he doesn't need to forgive her — she isn't even technically asking for forgiveness. she just wants him to know she'll do better. ]
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You protect what you want to protect, I'll protect what I want to protect, [ she recites, recalling the memory as if it were just yesterday.
after a moment, she looks back up again, but rather than meet his eyes, her gaze settles on the long scar cut across his bare chest, fresher than all the others littered about his skin. ]
I couldn't protect you that day. I'm sorry...
[ she trails off into contemplative silence. habit makes her want to turn around and run away again, but she resolves to stay put. wait this out. he doesn't need to forgive her — she isn't even technically asking for forgiveness. she just wants him to know she'll do better. ]