[Oh. Oh god. Fuck. It has been so long. So long. His lifetime a dozen times over, and he is suddenly, acutely aware of how absolutely broken open, and empty it has been the moment she says his title. His hands tighten against the armrest of the chair, but he still doesn't move to stand. He cannot be this hopeful. He cannot want this too much because if... when she fades back into the dream, he will hurt all the worse for it]
[His voice is... also quiet... and flat for how hard he's restraining himself from getting up and going to her right now]
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[His voice is... also quiet... and flat for how hard he's restraining himself from getting up and going to her right now]
Yes, I'm. I'm here. [Can you see him finally?]