[That feels so nice. More to the point, it feels right. One of the few right things he's experienced in the last twenty four hours. He opens his eyes, offering a small smile. ]
[Maybe it's too forward. Inappropriate, even. The full scope of their trauma hasn't even really settled in completely yet. But that brief smile... it tugs at something inside of Ashley, and the desire - the need - to keep comforting Chris is just too much.]
... C'mere.
[Her hands move from his cheeks back to his shoulders, and with the gentlest tug - more than enough to resist or pull back from if he doesn't like it - pulls him towards her and down a little, so she can wrap him up in a hug.]
[He does, indeed, need to bend a little what with the awkward height difference and all, but that hug is more than welcome. It's something true, something solid. After a night of crap that should only exist in bad horror movies, he welcomes something he knows is real.
He returns the hug, giving her a gentle squeeze and taking a few, deep centring breaths. He doesn't know if they're going to be okay after all of this. Hell, he doesn't even know if they'll learn how to cope with it at all. But so long as he knows Ashley is safe, that she's alive, then not all is lost. There's still a glimmer of hope in an otherwise exceptionally shitty world.]
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Yeah. It really should.
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... C'mere.
[Her hands move from his cheeks back to his shoulders, and with the gentlest tug - more than enough to resist or pull back from if he doesn't like it - pulls him towards her and down a little, so she can wrap him up in a hug.]
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He returns the hug, giving her a gentle squeeze and taking a few, deep centring breaths. He doesn't know if they're going to be okay after all of this. Hell, he doesn't even know if they'll learn how to cope with it at all. But so long as he knows Ashley is safe, that she's alive, then not all is lost. There's still a glimmer of hope in an otherwise exceptionally shitty world.]