[ He simply breathes for a moment, winded and yet his lungs without air all at the same time, his hold tightening around Siffrin.
There's so much to say, so much he could disclose or inquire, to the point that it results in G'raha saying nothing at all for a long, long moment. All he wants is to breathe them in for now, to still the little tremble that he feels.
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There's so much to say, so much he could disclose or inquire, to the point that it results in G'raha saying nothing at all for a long, long moment. All he wants is to breathe them in for now, to still the little tremble that he feels.
This... has all really been a lot. ]
My apologies. I... need a moment.
[ No letting go just yet. ]