[His hand settling in the centre of her back first intensifies her shaking, then stills it completely. She doesn't melt into the touch but she lets out a soft breath that she'd been holding, fits herself a fraction more snugly against him. Her fingers curl a little into the fabric of his shirt, somewhere around the middle of his back.
There are too many words she could say and she doesn't know how to decide which would be best, so for now she just stays silent, holding him.]
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There are too many words she could say and she doesn't know how to decide which would be best, so for now she just stays silent, holding him.]