[Ten months gone, she might have panicked slightly at his surprise, thinking she’d done something wrong to ask. She still has some of the same self-doubts and anxieties she arrived with, and she still keeps a formal distance from people who don’t actively shorten it themselves. But she has gained enough confidence and trust to know that he won’t get upset at her for asking, and at worst will tell her no.]
[Still, her response to his question is a quiet nod, rather than any words.]
[When he lifts his arm, she hesitates as she makes sure that she isn’t misinterpreting the gesture. And then — ]
Thank you.
[ — there is no more hesitation as she throws her arms around him as far as she can reach and holds him tightly with both arms. It’s more strength than she used to have, thanks to good food and Byleth’s lessons, but she’s still an underdeveloped thirteen year old. There’s not a huge amount of force there.]
[She does her best to not dampen his shirt by starting to cry anew as she buries her face in it, and she mostly succeeds. He may have to overlook the handful of tears that aren’t able to be held back, but she mostly succeeds.]
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[Still, her response to his question is a quiet nod, rather than any words.]
[When he lifts his arm, she hesitates as she makes sure that she isn’t misinterpreting the gesture. And then — ]
Thank you.
[ — there is no more hesitation as she throws her arms around him as far as she can reach and holds him tightly with both arms. It’s more strength than she used to have, thanks to good food and Byleth’s lessons, but she’s still an underdeveloped thirteen year old. There’s not a huge amount of force there.]
[She does her best to not dampen his shirt by starting to cry anew as she buries her face in it, and she mostly succeeds. He may have to overlook the handful of tears that aren’t able to be held back, but she mostly succeeds.]