[ even as she says she's fine with it, some last part of her manages to worry through the haze. she's not entirely sure she wants to be touched or held, right now - not by someone she's only met a few days prior. not in a public place, like this. and certainly not at this angle, nearly lying down, something a great deal more intimate than anything she's done for someone besides rika-
-but when anna's arms slide underneath her own, there's an undeniable nostalgia to the feeling. the softness of anna's body reminds her of shion, in some ways; the hesitation, the way her arms go beneath instead of above satoko's, that reminds her of rika. and the scent of freshly-breathed nicotine percolating about her reminds her of satoshi, as clear as day.
it's a soothing sort of feeling. it's a gentle sort of feeling. it is, she's starting to suspect, something she's needed just as much as anna. so she wraps her own arms back around anna's back, and when she feels the tension in the "older" woman's frame she pats gently and murmurs: ]
There, there. It'll be fine.
[ words she's heard a hundred time over. words she wasn't quite expecting to be saying to another, but words she knows well nonetheless. ]
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-but when anna's arms slide underneath her own, there's an undeniable nostalgia to the feeling. the softness of anna's body reminds her of shion, in some ways; the hesitation, the way her arms go beneath instead of above satoko's, that reminds her of rika. and the scent of freshly-breathed nicotine percolating about her reminds her of satoshi, as clear as day.
it's a soothing sort of feeling. it's a gentle sort of feeling. it is, she's starting to suspect, something she's needed just as much as anna. so she wraps her own arms back around anna's back, and when she feels the tension in the "older" woman's frame she pats gently and murmurs: ]
There, there. It'll be fine.
[ words she's heard a hundred time over. words she wasn't quite expecting to be saying to another, but words she knows well nonetheless. ]