[He would have said he was prepared for it if he had been asked the question any earlier, knowing as he did that the emotions were meant for someone else, having had time to meditate and breathe through the unexpected upwelling of warmth that resulted from that first brush of mental contact with Need's particular choice of healing. He has weathered grief much heavier than a simple loss of comfort, after all.
Somehow, he still finds himself appreciating Need's solid presence at his side. It's easy to feel the physical warmth of another body at his side, to remember that this is a simple comfort. He remembers his impulse to reach out towards Dankovsky and grab his arm before the Crossing, wonders momentarily how the others are doing, out in the storm, and finds that this too aches, his emotional keel overturned in the wake of such an overpowering current.]
Ready enough to walk on. [It's a bit tremulous, and his eyes are going to be reddened for the rest of the walk, but he finds it true.]
Are you? [His eyes catch on the hand she's watching, placed as it is on her thigh, then settle onto her face.]
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Somehow, he still finds himself appreciating Need's solid presence at his side. It's easy to feel the physical warmth of another body at his side, to remember that this is a simple comfort. He remembers his impulse to reach out towards Dankovsky and grab his arm before the Crossing, wonders momentarily how the others are doing, out in the storm, and finds that this too aches, his emotional keel overturned in the wake of such an overpowering current.]
Ready enough to walk on. [It's a bit tremulous, and his eyes are going to be reddened for the rest of the walk, but he finds it true.]
Are you? [His eyes catch on the hand she's watching, placed as it is on her thigh, then settle onto her face.]