That pressure remains steady until her ears have relaxed away from her skull, and he slowly eases off to a softer degree. He doesn’t want to let go, but he does want to allow her the ability to move in his embrace. His fingers start to stroke in the back of her hair as he hears the purring begin.
“When you came to get me with Walter and Sam, I realized that I have so much more than I ever thought I should,” he responds with his voice kept to a whisper for her comfort. That dawning realization was why he had apologized so fervently at the cliff.
“I won’t defend her, but I do think I understand. My grandmother had also told me how much my mother idolized her brother... My mother had already lost something precious to the tolerance for suicide. It would be hard not to double down.” Especially with a son she could never really love.
His fingers continue to move with that reinforcement, parting the strands only to fall back together with every pass.
“Me too...” he says in the shared sentiment, grateful to still be here. “I’m not going anywhere, Sadie. I love you.” Benjiro returns the squeeze more gently than the last, and he plants a kiss to the top of her head.
“Thank you for caring so much.” The sentiment needed to be voiced. Sadie had followed up with him over something that could have been mistaken as more trivial.
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“When you came to get me with Walter and Sam, I realized that I have so much more than I ever thought I should,” he responds with his voice kept to a whisper for her comfort. That dawning realization was why he had apologized so fervently at the cliff.
“I won’t defend her, but I do think I understand. My grandmother had also told me how much my mother idolized her brother... My mother had already lost something precious to the tolerance for suicide. It would be hard not to double down.” Especially with a son she could never really love.
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"I'm glad your here. I can't imagine not having you in my life." Her claws fully sheath and so she gives him another tight squeeze.
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“Me too...” he says in the shared sentiment, grateful to still be here. “I’m not going anywhere, Sadie. I love you.” Benjiro returns the squeeze more gently than the last, and he plants a kiss to the top of her head.
“Thank you for caring so much.” The sentiment needed to be voiced. Sadie had followed up with him over something that could have been mistaken as more trivial.