He pulls her in tighter against his chest, pressing his face into her beanie to continue the hug as much as he can.
"Our bodies can... often identify things before conscious thought catches up," he says quietly. "Fear and survival above all else. It's not a thought, really, more like... gut instinct. You know, o-or, believe it so fiercely, that all of your real thoughts line up with it. To make sure you survive."
He knows Willa needs reassurance, but he's not going to lie to her either. "I believe he would have. Which is why I'm fucking relieved we arrived when we did."
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He pulls her in tighter against his chest, pressing his face into her beanie to continue the hug as much as he can.
"Our bodies can... often identify things before conscious thought catches up," he says quietly. "Fear and survival above all else. It's not a thought, really, more like... gut instinct. You know, o-or, believe it so fiercely, that all of your real thoughts line up with it. To make sure you survive."
He knows Willa needs reassurance, but he's not going to lie to her either. "I believe he would have. Which is why I'm fucking relieved we arrived when we did."