[ it's a request that takes her by surprise. it's not anything she's been asked before; it's not much of a demand. she didn't come from a family of handholding - not even friends where it's common.
but she doesn't knee jerk respond. doesn't ask why, either, though she thinks about it. instead she holds out her hand, awkward, but trying. she's been trying so hard for so long to be anything more than the person she'd thought she needed to be.
if it meant holding someone's hand when they asked (you can count on me, he'd said, that night as the train roared by in the distance), she can offer that much. especially when she's still glad he's back; glad and so many more complicated things. ]
juu......................... /fluffs his hair
but she doesn't knee jerk respond. doesn't ask why, either, though she thinks about it. instead she holds out her hand, awkward, but trying. she's been trying so hard for so long to be anything more than the person she'd thought she needed to be.
if it meant holding someone's hand when they asked (you can count on me, he'd said, that night as the train roared by in the distance), she can offer that much. especially when she's still glad he's back; glad and so many more complicated things. ]
Mm.