[ He does his best to focus his gaze on hers, wanting to look only at her as she works at healing his wounds. It distracts him from the discomfort and reminds him that she's here, she's with him. They have a chance of being together as both of them continuously long for.
He finds words difficult to form in the moment, but his eyes open just a little wider in response to her own words expressing how she feels and what her wishes are concerning them. His hand relaxes its hold on the blankets and shifts to try and find hers so that he can lightly brush his fingers against the back of her hand. It might seem like a curious action, but it's meant to communicate that he wishes the same. They are both tired, and older, no matter how they might look, and all he wants is to just be with her.
Maybe they don't have lofty dreams anymore, but there's things that he still wishes to do with her now: little things like taking walks, holding each other's hands, talking about anything that comes to mind... It doesn't matter what it is, so long as they are together.
His fingers move, lightly brushing her hand once more. ]
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He finds words difficult to form in the moment, but his eyes open just a little wider in response to her own words expressing how she feels and what her wishes are concerning them. His hand relaxes its hold on the blankets and shifts to try and find hers so that he can lightly brush his fingers against the back of her hand. It might seem like a curious action, but it's meant to communicate that he wishes the same. They are both tired, and older, no matter how they might look, and all he wants is to just be with her.
Maybe they don't have lofty dreams anymore, but there's things that he still wishes to do with her now: little things like taking walks, holding each other's hands, talking about anything that comes to mind... It doesn't matter what it is, so long as they are together.
His fingers move, lightly brushing her hand once more. ]