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Isa looked up at his singing, and he smiled down at her, continuing to hum softly. Large parts of it were completely made up, since he'd really only heard it when he wasn't all there, only pieces managing to work it's way through to him. Her arms lifted, hugging him back. The arms were around his neck, just clinging as if she was trying not to break. There was so much pain inside her, pain he didn't know how to fix. It's okay. I'm fine. You're not a bad person. You're not meant to be. Just stick with taking care of everyone, alright?
She was good at that, wrapping everyone into her arms and taking care of them, even offering to help him train despite the fact that it would hurt her to try and access that horrible darkness. His cheek was kissed softly, and Hadley turned red again, embarrassed by the show of affection, aware that there was something more to it, but pretending not to notice, her head buried in his chest to hide the embarrassment that she felt.
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