[ she is grateful that he remains on sight; even the holographic vision of him is an easy balm on her frantic nerves, only made worse by the continued silence from the other lines of communication she had opened. where had they all gone? what was she to do without them?
true to his word, though, achilles arrives before long, breaking from the line of trees and wilderness that frames the shoreline. the moment she catches sight of him, she doesn't hesitate to rush forward and reach for him. propriety be damned, she all but throws herself against him, enveloping what she can in her arms, allowing the embrace to be both a comfort and proof of his realness. ]
Thank goodness, [ she breathes out in a sigh, not knowing what she might have done if it had all just been a concoction of her desperate mind. when she finally draws away, she allows another deep breath to escape her, though this time it is to steady herself. ]
For a second I thought I might have dreamed it all up.
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true to his word, though, achilles arrives before long, breaking from the line of trees and wilderness that frames the shoreline. the moment she catches sight of him, she doesn't hesitate to rush forward and reach for him. propriety be damned, she all but throws herself against him, enveloping what she can in her arms, allowing the embrace to be both a comfort and proof of his realness. ]
Thank goodness, [ she breathes out in a sigh, not knowing what she might have done if it had all just been a concoction of her desperate mind. when she finally draws away, she allows another deep breath to escape her, though this time it is to steady herself. ]
For a second I thought I might have dreamed it all up.