"It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes."
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And as she looked at him softly, gently, it scared him to look back. Because she knew him so well, despite not knowing the deepest parts of him, and it hurt too much. Because he wanted to say so much but he couldn't, he just couldn't.
Instead he looked and feared for her. Feared for the petty human trials that had shaped her and broken her; what had made her so wise, so kind.
And she would tell him, if he asked. That was the difference between them, he supposed. But he didn't, though he loved listening to her. He may spill out his own hurts or she may expect it; either way one of them would hurt.
All they needed right now, was to feel each other there. To hold on tight as they stepped out into new worlds and run laughing like they owned it all.
And nothing could touch them.
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A/N: idek man. Dramatics.