[It isn't missed, as fleeting as it is. It makes him look a little younger, a little more like the weight of the world doesn't always rest on their shoulders. Usually of their own doing, because of what they've done.
That low rumble in her chest, as close to a laugh as she's going to give, glancing off.]
Didn't think I would, but, it's quiet without them, you know?
[She'd missed it, all of it, what she used to have. It's not the same, but it ever will be. They aren't a replacement for what she's lost, but something new.]
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That low rumble in her chest, as close to a laugh as she's going to give, glancing off.]
Didn't think I would, but, it's quiet without them, you know?
[She'd missed it, all of it, what she used to have. It's not the same, but it ever will be. They aren't a replacement for what she's lost, but something new.]