[Konoha has many talents, as mundane as some of them are... and one of them is hugging.
She holds Connor tight, her hold decidedly strong but at the same time gentle, never too tight but tight enough to feel, her chin resting on his shoulder and nuzzling just slightly, fingers finding hold in his jacket, not yet willing to let go. Not when he still sounds like that.]
Here might be all we have anymore.
[She's scared of her own things, too. Different things, like the possibility of never getting back home, but still scared. And when she'd been scared in Struxta... Connor had been there. When she'd been scared in the lake caves... Connor had been there.]
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She holds Connor tight, her hold decidedly strong but at the same time gentle, never too tight but tight enough to feel, her chin resting on his shoulder and nuzzling just slightly, fingers finding hold in his jacket, not yet willing to let go. Not when he still sounds like that.]
Here might be all we have anymore.
[She's scared of her own things, too. Different things, like the possibility of never getting back home, but still scared. And when she'd been scared in Struxta... Connor had been there. When she'd been scared in the lake caves... Connor had been there.]
But even if it isn't... I'll protect you.
[She just needs to figure out how.]