She wasn't thinking anymore. Brown eyes reflecting deserts once oceans love once loathing. And suddenly she was tired, so very, very exhausted, body so extraneous.

He wanted to kiss her so badly. As if maybe sticky saliva moistened lips would heal broken glass. He knew he would just get sore lips. But somehow sore lips seemed so trivial to a body shattered like glass. How he wanted to take the broken shards of her being and shove them into his palms.

Another liquid identification. Suddenly she was lost in the crowd, anonymity had never felt so clean. She saw him, his hush puppy eyes hidden behind the lowering of his head, and he looked scared, ever so frightened, asking her to save herself so he could be saved, as if his life depended on her sanity. She knew somewhere within the days, the wide eyed children with eyes that diminished innocence, the scarred women and burned men, the silence that ruled their abodes when all they wanted was peace, she knew, somewhere within all of that, they had let themselves go, let themselves be unknown unto them. She let her body move, just this once, a crazed and desperate dance that she knew he saw, knew he hated. She let the bottle drop to the floor, hoped it hurt, hoped it burned. But it didn't. Not, anymore, only he could do that to her.

He knew she saw her, knew she cared but didn't want to. And he knew she dropped the bottle for a reason. All the things he knew, and yet she escaped him. He felt her with an intensity that tore, and yet he was afraid to touch her for fear she might sew him back up. He was addicted to the feeling, to the raw when all he used to feel was numb. They were addicted to each other for fear of touch, fear of smell, of all the senses and colors that blinded them with intensity to vivid, to beautiful for scarred allure. And suddenly they were too close, the personal knowledge that came with being 3 feet away licked them like a flame, and they both flinched like the rape victim did when Olivia held her hand and when Elliot spoke. Suddenly they were all victims. And it was all they could do. They had to walk away.