( OH ! FALLING BACKWARDS — and then there goes a soft groan. )
i’ve just been at the museum, watching after the others and such. no worries, my love. we are here together now, that is all that matters.
“ i promise you, it’s me. ” his voice breaks a bit, saddened by the idea that she’s afraid of him. in any context.
“ how can i prove it to you ? i’ll do anything. ” he’s not coming any closer, afraid he may frighten her if he does.
the shake in her voice causes a crack in his heart, but he’s smiling at her, offering a nod.
“ yes, my angel. it’s me. ” his voice is gentle as he speaks, settling in at her side.
i would love nothing more than to spend time with you as well, my love. . .
( he cards his fingers through her hair, placing a tender kiss to her temple. )
this is very much needed. i believe i’ll require that i hold you at least once a day from now on. ( a chuckle )