[ The touch of her hand over his chest - over his heart - only makes it beat faster. She's real, she's real, she's real, this isn't a dream or nightmare, somehow the end of the world happened and it brought her here to him.
He can't comprehend the logic behind this reunion, can't even fathom how this is even possible. Maybe it's best not to question it in the event that his attempt to figure it out ruins the illusion. Maybe it's best to live through the dream until it ends.
(Because it'll end.)
(He saw her die. He held her in his arms.)
He keeps his gaze trained downwards, at least until she forces him to look up and then right at her, and he shakes his head - like, he just can't believe it.
He reaches up to find her hands and holds onto them in his. His eyes fill up but they don't quite shed with (frustrated, painful, devastated) emotion, not yet.
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He can't comprehend the logic behind this reunion, can't even fathom how this is even possible. Maybe it's best not to question it in the event that his attempt to figure it out ruins the illusion. Maybe it's best to live through the dream until it ends.
(Because it'll end.)
(He saw her die. He held her in his arms.)
He keeps his gaze trained downwards, at least until she forces him to look up and then right at her, and he shakes his head - like, he just can't believe it.
He reaches up to find her hands and holds onto them in his. His eyes fill up but they don't quite shed with (frustrated, painful, devastated) emotion, not yet.
He shakes his head again. ]
Did you - did you just wake up?