[She tenses as his arm wraps around her, not because he's done the wrong thing, but just the opposite—this is what she needs, and he just knows, and it's exactly what Wayne would do, too.
She lets him pull her against him, readily pressing in to cling to his chest and nestle her head under his chin. He's warm, which is nice despite the stinging in her burns, and she takes a long few moments to just listen to him breathing, letting it soothe her.]
Do you have any idea how fucked I'd be if you weren't here?
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She lets him pull her against him, readily pressing in to cling to his chest and nestle her head under his chin. He's warm, which is nice despite the stinging in her burns, and she takes a long few moments to just listen to him breathing, letting it soothe her.]
Do you have any idea how fucked I'd be if you weren't here?