[There's something about her words that send that odd, warm, ticklish feeling through his chest.
If she were to choose a life here with him...
Conditional or not, they are still the closest thing he perhaps has been wanting to hear, and she may see that flicker of emotion in his eyes, the slight tension in his jaw as he unknowingly clenches his teeth before they loosen.]
But if it should happen...
[If he were to falter, if that tough armor of his were to crack, if he were to show her that vulnerable side that he tries to cover up and hide...]
...would you still pull me out of it?
[Be there, push him, yell at him. Love him. Just be that reminder of what he's doing all this for.]
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If she were to choose a life here with him...
Conditional or not, they are still the closest thing he perhaps has been wanting to hear, and she may see that flicker of emotion in his eyes, the slight tension in his jaw as he unknowingly clenches his teeth before they loosen.]
But if it should happen...
[If he were to falter, if that tough armor of his were to crack, if he were to show her that vulnerable side that he tries to cover up and hide...]
...would you still pull me out of it?
[Be there, push him, yell at him. Love him. Just be that reminder of what he's doing all this for.]