[Ellie's still not as tall as him, won't ever be, but she's still got an inch or so on the last time he held her. It hard, realizing that. Remembering the last time he held her, and why.
This time, she's the one reluctant to pull away, and it's a fucking trip to meet his eyes, to see that exact color again, and the way his worry pulls at his expression. She'd forgotten the exact way his mouth curves when he's worried, that sheen in his eyes when he's uneasy, struggling to understand. Ellie puts one hand (the whole one) over his, trying to keep that contact, still so focused on the details of his face that she barely catches what he's saying.]
A day.
[The air seems to go out of her on that second word, a smile that isn't a smile aching in the corners of her eyes and mouth, and she takes a deep breath, lips parting as she tries to make sense of this. He doesn't just look younger. He is years younger.]
Had a few years to do it, old man.
[Ellie squeezes the back of his hand with hers, tracking upwards to look into his eyes again.]
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Date: 2020-08-24 04:33 am (UTC)This time, she's the one reluctant to pull away, and it's a fucking trip to meet his eyes, to see that exact color again, and the way his worry pulls at his expression. She'd forgotten the exact way his mouth curves when he's worried, that sheen in his eyes when he's uneasy, struggling to understand. Ellie puts one hand (the whole one) over his, trying to keep that contact, still so focused on the details of his face that she barely catches what he's saying.]
A day.
[The air seems to go out of her on that second word, a smile that isn't a smile aching in the corners of her eyes and mouth, and she takes a deep breath, lips parting as she tries to make sense of this. He doesn't just look younger. He is years younger.]
Had a few years to do it, old man.
[Ellie squeezes the back of his hand with hers, tracking upwards to look into his eyes again.]