[ When she leans down, he's expecting her to take her shard back for herself — gently, even, at this rate. So Amos is content to keep his hand held out to her, let her take it for herself...
And instead, his eyes widen and eyebrows raise slightly as she exposes herself to him. Not all that much. Nothing like before, at World's Edge. But something even more intimate in a way he cannot understand, because it's where her very being is supposed to rest, and he can easily follow her wordless command — request? — for him to reunite her with herself. Kind of like how she took the initiative in doing that for him, but here she's still taking it.
So, expression resetting, he stands up on his tip toes, leans forward. Every little bit to meet her as much as he can, right? Every little bit to pull his weight in all of this. She's done something monumental for him, after all.
Amos meets her eye before placing his hand over her, her shard back where it belongs. Lets it linger for a second too long before pulling back, never once breaking her gaze.
They're even. Equals.
He is happy, and content, and pleasantly cool and at peace, and shares it all with her through the air between them, in the soft and silent tunnel they've been able to claim for themselves. ]
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And instead, his eyes widen and eyebrows raise slightly as she exposes herself to him. Not all that much. Nothing like before, at World's Edge. But something even more intimate in a way he cannot understand, because it's where her very being is supposed to rest, and he can easily follow her wordless command — request? — for him to reunite her with herself. Kind of like how she took the initiative in doing that for him, but here she's still taking it.
So, expression resetting, he stands up on his tip toes, leans forward. Every little bit to meet her as much as he can, right? Every little bit to pull his weight in all of this. She's done something monumental for him, after all.
Amos meets her eye before placing his hand over her, her shard back where it belongs. Lets it linger for a second too long before pulling back, never once breaking her gaze.
They're even. Equals.
He is happy, and content, and pleasantly cool and at peace, and shares it all with her through the air between them, in the soft and silent tunnel they've been able to claim for themselves. ]