[ She'll do what she needs to remind him. Even if it's holding his hand and pointing out something in a shop window that could come with them home. Little things that remind him he does exist here in this reality. She'd even offer to take him to the bookstore and show him copies of the Alex Casey novels of time wasn't so short.
But, she feels that even that might not help. Maybe the problem isn't that Alan doesn't feel he is from this reality only because he's been in the Dark Place for so long. Maybe it's more along the lines that he isn't the same Alan Wake as he was before. He may not be able to relate to the person he was, and the Dark Presence is running amok with it.
Her breath catches in her throat at the light in his eyes. Even if it's small, it's a way to show he is here. Home. With her. ]
Well, until you sell some books, I'm fine with take out dates at home. I think I'm a pretty cheap date.
[ Which she doesn't mind being. It's not like she's been on a date in years anyways. She presses her forehead to his with a smile. Just being anywhere with him would make her happy. ]
They say the Oh Deer Diner coffee is the best in the area... so, I think we could manage that. [ Her head tilts slightly, but not enough to make her head pound. ] Little steps at a time.
[ His name tumbles from her in hushed tones as he moves to find a rhythm that suits them both. Legs move to gently lock around his. Trying to find a place that won't offset his injury is a bit of a puzzle, but, she's sure they can find it.
She slides her hand from the waistline of the pants and slips between them. Her eyes slide open again to find his, a dazed but present look in them. They have done this before, but, it feels like they need to re-establish the boundaries for some reason. Maybe because it was so long ago that the memories have been washed away even if their bodies seem to retain the knowledge.
Her hand just rests against him, between their hips, trying to communicate that she's fine with going where he wants. Them is about each of them, and he needs to feel comfortable, the desire and need if they continue. Yes, she wants him and wants this, but only if he wants her. ]
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But, she feels that even that might not help. Maybe the problem isn't that Alan doesn't feel he is from this reality only because he's been in the Dark Place for so long. Maybe it's more along the lines that he isn't the same Alan Wake as he was before. He may not be able to relate to the person he was, and the Dark Presence is running amok with it.
Her breath catches in her throat at the light in his eyes. Even if it's small, it's a way to show he is here. Home. With her. ]
Well, until you sell some books, I'm fine with take out dates at home. I think I'm a pretty cheap date.
[ Which she doesn't mind being. It's not like she's been on a date in years anyways. She presses her forehead to his with a smile. Just being anywhere with him would make her happy. ]
They say the Oh Deer Diner coffee is the best in the area... so, I think we could manage that. [ Her head tilts slightly, but not enough to make her head pound. ] Little steps at a time.
[ His name tumbles from her in hushed tones as he moves to find a rhythm that suits them both. Legs move to gently lock around his. Trying to find a place that won't offset his injury is a bit of a puzzle, but, she's sure they can find it.
She slides her hand from the waistline of the pants and slips between them. Her eyes slide open again to find his, a dazed but present look in them. They have done this before, but, it feels like they need to re-establish the boundaries for some reason. Maybe because it was so long ago that the memories have been washed away even if their bodies seem to retain the knowledge.
Her hand just rests against him, between their hips, trying to communicate that she's fine with going where he wants. Them is about each of them, and he needs to feel comfortable, the desire and need if they continue. Yes, she wants him and wants this, but only if he wants her. ]