Duke crosses his finger over his heart as if promising. No tackling. On his honor.
He frowns as she explains in detail how the last few months have been. His heart aches with it- with all of it. He can hardly wrap his head around what she's saying. "Jesus, Maggie," he says, reaching up to take her hand as it rested on his shoulder. His hand squeezes hers tightly, and he shakes his head.
His hand tightens over her own at the reality of how close she came to- how close she came to a lot of things. To her death. That's not something he can wrap his head around.
"I'm glad you did too. I'm glad you're here. Can't imagine anything else. Wouldn't want to."
/coming back to this nearly a year later ;o; as duke returns to me
He frowns as she explains in detail how the last few months have been. His heart aches with it- with all of it. He can hardly wrap his head around what she's saying. "Jesus, Maggie," he says, reaching up to take her hand as it rested on his shoulder. His hand squeezes hers tightly, and he shakes his head.
His hand tightens over her own at the reality of how close she came to- how close she came to a lot of things. To her death. That's not something he can wrap his head around.
"I'm glad you did too. I'm glad you're here. Can't imagine anything else. Wouldn't want to."