[Oh. That's nice. Raleigh curls around her like a spidermonkey, his head against her shoulder and a quiet sigh between them. It's better being close to her. The headache threatening to bloom behind his eyes, like it always does when he gets a nosebleed, feels a little more distant.]
I can call them. [But he does fully intend on bringing her with him this time.]
I don't want to leave you. I think talking about it would have made it more real.
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I can call them. [But he does fully intend on bringing her with him this time.]
I don't want to leave you. I think talking about it would have made it more real.