[Pulls him in tight, a little unsteady herself. She doesn't know what to say...there isn't anything to say. Maybe just being present is enough for now.]
[Having her there is plenty. It helps, to know that she's here, and they're both in a city that's still standing, and the sky outside isn't black with monsters.]
[They are indeed safe in Hell, which is its own issues, but it's different in memories--in the real world, where stuff like that counts. She cuddles him in closer, to better feel his breath--so at least he can maybe feel her heartbeat--that they're at least kind of alive, kind of surviving, despite everything.]
[It won't bring back a boy who told him once that maybe someday they'd save the world, and walk again in the streets of long-dead cities, but... despite everything, at least two of them are both still here.]
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[Snakes an arm around his back and squeezes, not entirely for his benefit
That was, a lot, and she didn't even have to feel it]
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[It won't bring back a boy who told him once that maybe someday they'd save the world, and walk again in the streets of long-dead cities, but... despite everything, at least two of them are both still here.]
[And for right now, it's enough.]