"Y' can count on me." He shifted, and half lifted, half shifted her toward s bench, where he sat and pulled her, whatever her size and weight, to his lap. And public or not, he snuggled her close, holding her to him and burying his face against her hair. "I got you, Norinori, I got you." His voice was gentle, warm, and quiet, and he was not letting go.
One hand edged up and stroked her hair, and he smiled a little to himself.
Re: Getting Settled
One hand edged up and stroked her hair, and he smiled a little to himself.