[ ... This is breaking her, bit by bit. Her bow joins his sword with a faint splash she doesn't hear at all, and then she's throwing both arms around his neck with a sob that hurts her throat. Her boots will skid a little on the ground in the process, but Noire doesn't care, instead turning her head to leave her ragged answer against his neck. ]
I love you, too-- so, so much, and I've missed you and gods, please-- [ it's hard to form the words through her tears, the desperate need to get them out. ] Don't leave me alone again, Morgan--
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I love you, too-- so, so much, and I've missed you and gods, please-- [ it's hard to form the words through her tears, the desperate need to get them out. ] Don't leave me alone again, Morgan--