[If he's offended by the gesture, it doesn't show. He leans into the touch instead, grateful for the small comfort it offers.
There's something nice about physical contact. It's like saying to each other "I'm another human, and I'm here too, and I acknowledge you being here with me." He sighs quietly. The majority will never forgive him, but two people do. Two people is something. He can hold onto that much, at least.]
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There's something nice about physical contact. It's like saying to each other "I'm another human, and I'm here too, and I acknowledge you being here with me." He sighs quietly. The majority will never forgive him, but two people do. Two people is something. He can hold onto that much, at least.]
I thought...I thought it was saving her.