[ It's a gesture that's surprising. Especially coming from Rorschach, of all people. Because, like— she gets it, she gets him. He has his own ways of doing things, his own ways of being. Even grabbing his hands just before was probably a whole lot for him. It's just— not him, and that's okay.
But he's offering her to sit with him, and she takes the offer — gingerly lowering herself down to sit. Her head feels so weird, she doesn't feel totally okay. But she sits, pulling her knees to her chest.
She's quiet as she listens, nodding a little. It... makes sense, and— well, this sucks. ]
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But he's offering her to sit with him, and she takes the offer — gingerly lowering herself down to sit. Her head feels so weird, she doesn't feel totally okay. But she sits, pulling her knees to her chest.
She's quiet as she listens, nodding a little. It... makes sense, and— well, this sucks. ]
... Crashing back down? Does it go away?