[A soft sigh warms his neck. Her muddled mind can't put a good thought or word to this. It's safe. He'll be there when she wakes up and she will wake up. Everything will be fine. That touch promises it.
Barely awake, Kido lifts her other hand to curl against his chest. It isn't much or as nice a gesture, at least she would think that. But instead it comes almost as pure instinct to keep him close.]
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Barely awake, Kido lifts her other hand to curl against his chest. It isn't much or as nice a gesture, at least she would think that. But instead it comes almost as pure instinct to keep him close.]