（ he knew she'd survived. she's older. skinnier. harder than she was, that night on his porch. it was a goddamn — a goddamn miracle that they let her walk away from that mess in the lodge, frankly.
but she went to seattle. their home base.
there is only one reason you pack up. leave your home. go those long, long miles. and come out of it looking like she does — ten years older at least, with scars aplenty that he don't recall, fingers missing and the easy joy of youth gone from her eyes.
something. cracks in his expression. he has worked so goddamn hard to keep that mask up for so long, but she barely has to say anything at all and it fractures. all that's left beneath is a raw, animal grief. he draws a breath that trembles, just a little. ）
Jesus.
（ she doesn't have to say anything else, really. he can imagine it. he knows what he'd do, if he'd lost her. how far did she go? how much did she lose? christ, he'd always tried —
he wipes a hand across his face like he's trying to ward off the rise of bile, and then, just... quietly: ）
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but she went to seattle. their home base.
there is only one reason you pack up. leave your home. go those long, long miles. and come out of it looking like she does — ten years older at least, with scars aplenty that he don't recall, fingers missing and the easy joy of youth gone from her eyes.
something. cracks in his expression. he has worked so goddamn hard to keep that mask up for so long, but she barely has to say anything at all and it fractures. all that's left beneath is a raw, animal grief. he draws a breath that trembles, just a little. ）
Jesus.
（ she doesn't have to say anything else, really. he can imagine it. he knows what he'd do, if he'd lost her. how far did she go? how much did she lose? christ, he'd always tried —
he wipes a hand across his face like he's trying to ward off the rise of bile, and then, just... quietly: ）
All right.