[she all but lifts him up to carry him inside the elevator, and his stomach swoops from - a lot of things, probably. the fact that she didn't take his out, the fact that she could also physically lift him inside if she really wanted to. the fact that she is going up the elevator with him, even though she hates it. he can see how uncomfortable she looks as soon as the door shuts and it shudders into the slow crawl upward.]
[he rests his head sideways atop of hers. that will be his thank you, as well as an attempt to remind her that he is here. that they are not on scarif. that this is not the same elevator and they are not the same people from half a year ago.]
[has it really been that long? his stomach turns in knots and he finds that even when his back isn't hurting, he doesn't want to let her go.]
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[he rests his head sideways atop of hers. that will be his thank you, as well as an attempt to remind her that he is here. that they are not on scarif. that this is not the same elevator and they are not the same people from half a year ago.]
[has it really been that long? his stomach turns in knots and he finds that even when his back isn't hurting, he doesn't want to let her go.]
I am glad we are here. Together.