[She leans heavily into the hug, hands gripping tight at his clothes even as she proceeds to cry on him. She can't bear the thought of him forgetting her, can't bear the thought of him leaving. If he did, then...
Then... She'd be all alone again.
She won't move for a while, so long as he lets her stay right where she is. But throughout it, a gentle wind seems to swirl around them, not enough to push, but almost as though creating a protective wall around them.]
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Then... She'd be all alone again.
She won't move for a while, so long as he lets her stay right where she is. But throughout it, a gentle wind seems to swirl around them, not enough to push, but almost as though creating a protective wall around them.]