[ It's not a statement that bears answering. Of course he'd thought that. Of course she'd thought the same, thought that she would close her eyes and never see anything again. Whatever their circumstances besides, to be at his side again is a miracle.
So, she doesn't answer him. She doesn't even hush him, this time, merely leaning into his kiss as he draws her in. She lets herself be led to the futon, her own hands falling from where they had settled against his body to pull her new shirt over her head. ]
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So, she doesn't answer him. She doesn't even hush him, this time, merely leaning into his kiss as he draws her in. She lets herself be led to the futon, her own hands falling from where they had settled against his body to pull her new shirt over her head. ]