[ He couldn't care less for personal space right now, and it's obvious in the way he leans into her touch. His tears have subsided, even if relief and elation leave him shaky. But here she is, grounding him, and he thinks, if she's there, that's enough. If she's there and she's happy, he doesn't really need anything else.
For a moment, his dark eyes close as he grins at her. She's still as beautiful when he opens them again. Ah, right, there was a question there wasn't there? He shakes his head. ]
Well, he can rest assured. There'll be no zombie apocalypse.
[ A beat - no, he really can't help himself nor does he want to. ]
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For a moment, his dark eyes close as he grins at her. She's still as beautiful when he opens them again. Ah, right, there was a question there wasn't there? He shakes his head. ]
Well, he can rest assured. There'll be no zombie apocalypse.
[ A beat - no, he really can't help himself nor does he want to. ]
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