[He can't really lean into the touch like this, so instead he closes his eyes, focusing on the familiarity of Kashuu's hands.
If there's anything good to be said for these bodies, anything at all, it's this--that there's nothing quite like being able to touch each other with their own hands. It's not the same as what they had as spirits, that indescribable proximity impossible to replicate in the physical realm, but it's the closest thing to it that he's had since Kashuu's death.
He makes a small sound of dissent, since he doesn't want to shake his head.]
No. I want to stay with you.
[Maybe he'll sleep when, if, Kashuu does. But this exhaustion doesn't feel the same as battle fatigue. He's not sure sleep would help any more than Kashuu's presence is helping now.]
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If there's anything good to be said for these bodies, anything at all, it's this--that there's nothing quite like being able to touch each other with their own hands. It's not the same as what they had as spirits, that indescribable proximity impossible to replicate in the physical realm, but it's the closest thing to it that he's had since Kashuu's death.
He makes a small sound of dissent, since he doesn't want to shake his head.]
No. I want to stay with you.
[Maybe he'll sleep when, if, Kashuu does. But this exhaustion doesn't feel the same as battle fatigue. He's not sure sleep would help any more than Kashuu's presence is helping now.]