[Leaning into her, he needed that touch and comfort, even more than he needed air right now. The heaving stopped, but the tears didn't. Letting his hair go, his arms wraps around her instead, pulling her closer.

It's... relieving, slowly draining all the ache and fear and pain he carries, being held like this. All of it; the despair, loneliness, everything he had held back since before being brought to the Tower. Still so many things being unsaid but yet expressed.]

El... I'm sorry. Must look really stupid right now...

[Rubbing his shoulder against the side of his face, he gives a shuddering sigh.]

Can we try again?