[ An answering nod in response, no hesitation. Their needs align. There's relief in it. The mutuality of the arrangement eases a little more of his tension and with nothing left to fight, he eases himself away from the influence of leftover adrenaline, from the instinct to expect the next worst thing.
In its absence the contents of his last hour creep up on him, tug at the corners of his mouth. He carries on regardless, hand up on the door frame, thumb curling until it's tucked against the invisible barrier between rooms. ]
... I'll leave this open. Sometimes. [ As much as he can get away with. ] More direct.
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In its absence the contents of his last hour creep up on him, tug at the corners of his mouth. He carries on regardless, hand up on the door frame, thumb curling until it's tucked against the invisible barrier between rooms. ]
... I'll leave this open. Sometimes. [ As much as he can get away with. ] More direct.