[ If a mere embrace were enough to assuage centuries-long anguish, they would neither of them be in their respective positions back home. He cries for gods know how long, taking some small comfort in the fact that she doesn't let him go. When the tears do eventually subside, he falls into a deep quiet for a while longer.
Eventually, she will feel his hand cover hers and grasp it. ]
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Eventually, she will feel his hand cover hers and grasp it. ]
I'm sorry...