[As he takes in how her emotions start to calm, he thinks maybe he can help after all. Not completely, but he knows that not being alone, being with Yang, helped him. His eyes shut as he presses his forehead against her hair, feels it brush to his cheeks.]
I wouldn't mind if you did. [One of his hands slides up her back, to stroke along the side of her neck before tucking behind it.] I mean, that's saved me.
[--because he's not the same as he used to be, and he realises this.]
action;
I wouldn't mind if you did. [One of his hands slides up her back, to stroke along the side of her neck before tucking behind it.] I mean, that's saved me.
[--because he's not the same as he used to be, and he realises this.]