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I WILL NEVER ESCAPE

[forgeabettertomorrow]

[Darin, who had fallen asleep on the couch with a magazine over his face, bolt uprights and looks over at Cecelia bleary eyed.]

[When he seems to finally come to his senses, he offers up a smile.]

Hey...welcome home.

I'm glad to see you.

[adamantlyardent]

...

[those words hit different when they're directed at her, for her. right away, her eyes well up and her face goes red, herself bristling despite the twitchy attempt at smiling.]

Y-yeah? Oh. That's-- y'know. Good.

[forgeabettertomorrow]

...Did...

Did you need anything?

Any...Any help...?

[adamantlyardent]

[that squeaky cry-talk voice:] Um...! Iii, I dunno. I guess, um...

[she blinks a few times.]

Did you really mean all that?

[forgeabettertomorrow]

....Cece....

Of course I did...

[adamantlyardent]

Mm. Kay.

[she gulps, nodding a couple times while trying to keep her shit together.

(she does not keep her shit together, because instead she just hurries around the sofa and dives in to hug him.)]

[forgeabettertomorrow]

GWOOF!!

[He wasn't expecting the diving hug, especially since he's still a little bleary eyed.]

[But when he figures it out, he embraces her tightly; likely tighter than he's ever hugged her. He was always afraid of prodding her the wrong way but...well, it's rare that she just threw herself so openly at him. He wasn't about to make the mistake of misreading something like that.]

Welcome home, Cece...