[She grabs his arm. Under her grip, his own loosens as he looks up at her in shock. Part of him is surprised that she's touching him. Part of him, even after all of this, expects her to just turn around and leave.]
[But she doesn't. She takes hold of him like he's the only thing keeping her afloat. He stares at her, trying to understand, and she says . . .]
[She says she missed him.]
[And all the emotion he's been trying to push down for a month wells up in his face all at once. Tears fill his eyes, and he just barely ducks his head before the first one falls. It hits the ground below, but he doesn't see it, obscured as his vision is by more and more of them.]
[Violently, he shakes his head.]
Don't — don't leave again and you won't have to miss me . . . !
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[But she doesn't. She takes hold of him like he's the only thing keeping her afloat. He stares at her, trying to understand, and she says . . .]
[She says she missed him.]
[And all the emotion he's been trying to push down for a month wells up in his face all at once. Tears fill his eyes, and he just barely ducks his head before the first one falls. It hits the ground below, but he doesn't see it, obscured as his vision is by more and more of them.]
[Violently, he shakes his head.]
Don't — don't leave again and you won't have to miss me . . . !
[Don't leave again. Don't leave.]