[ Orpheus answers, and a wide, watery smile breaks across her face. He can hear her. She's real, and so is he. This time, there's nothing stopping her from reaching out. The gods she knows are not here. She hasn't signed any deals.
She crosses the last of the distance, wrapping her arms around him from behind and burying her face in his back for just a moment. He's here. Physical and solid and real, and she's holding him, and she desperately does not want to let go. She clings with the force of someone nearly drowned. Her body is cold to the touch, like someone who's just been out in a hard winter storm. ]
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She crosses the last of the distance, wrapping her arms around him from behind and burying her face in his back for just a moment. He's here. Physical and solid and real, and she's holding him, and she desperately does not want to let go. She clings with the force of someone nearly drowned. Her body is cold to the touch, like someone who's just been out in a hard winter storm. ]
It's me.