how can you rise
if you have not burned?
”Take care of her how?” she asks, because that could mean any number of things really. Her hand slips up, dripping water, to find his cheek. ”I don’t know that I want to ask that of you, regardless, though.” She asked a lot of Loren, but maybe this was one burden he didn’t have to bear.He finally lets her clean him in return, and her fingers explore his skin. So smooth, despite all he has been though. She supposes she could have the scars on her skin healed, but somehow, she cannot quite imagine parting with them. They are part of her, they are her story, and she prefers to wear them proudly. He mutters an agreement to them sleeping, but pulls her close instead, and she lets him, tucking herself against his body.
Her arms wrap around him, and she kisses him again. Just a kiss, despite the nothing between them, because there is no room in this moment for more than the gentle, quiet comfort they can offer one another. It is more than enough to simply be with him, though eventually, she pulls herself out of his embrace and the tub. She grabs two towels, passing one to him, and begins to dry off, knowing she needs to get them both to bed. There may not be much sleep, but at least there could be some rest together.
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