[ Glimmer lets her fingers curl around the offered artificial touch. it's something, at least--something less totally encompassing than the maelstrom of overwhelming emotion that had washed over them seconds before. Being alone in her head is, as with Ellie's experience, both a relief and desperately lonely. She swallows, feels worn down and exhausted. It feels strange, knowing how they both feel and yet somehow still feeling awkward and uncertain. Wants to kiss Ellie. Wants to hold her close and say damn the future and damn whatever this stupid fucking city throws at them, let her be happy for a little while.
At the same time that is too much. She is acutely aware of how Ellie feels now in a way that almost feels intrusive. Ellie is still reeling from what's happened to her, still needs time to process and to heal, perhaps. She smiles. Or tries to. ]
We're gonna be okay.
[ She says that instead, because it's the best thing she can think of. ]
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At the same time that is too much. She is acutely aware of how Ellie feels now in a way that almost feels intrusive. Ellie is still reeling from what's happened to her, still needs time to process and to heal, perhaps. She smiles. Or tries to. ]
We're gonna be okay.
[ She says that instead, because it's the best thing she can think of. ]