[ It's an alarmed little yelp, followed by Flynn's arms going up, hands curled into confused fists, until he gets his bearings—hugging, she's hugging him, or something close to it, do something, Scifo—and drops them first to her arms and then to her shoulders because that's stupid but that doesn't work, either, so no, let's just—
He wraps his arms around her, first careful and then, as her apology comes spilling out, fierce. ]
You don't have anything to be sorry for, either. I don't know why I'm here, or why I've been given this chance, or... anything else, but I know that.
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[ It's an alarmed little yelp, followed by Flynn's arms going up, hands curled into confused fists, until he gets his bearings—hugging, she's hugging him, or something close to it, do something, Scifo—and drops them first to her arms and then to her shoulders because that's stupid but that doesn't work, either, so no, let's just—
He wraps his arms around her, first careful and then, as her apology comes spilling out, fierce. ]
You don't have anything to be sorry for, either. I don't know why I'm here, or why I've been given this chance, or... anything else, but I know that.