[The brush of her fingers against his jaw gets him to close his eyes, breathing out heavily as she rests against him. Childe accepts the apology, letting her words soak in, even though he knows this already. He knows he let his temper get the best of him earlier, and he knows that it probably ate her up inside to make the decision that she did.]
I know.
[He nuzzles his head against hers, breathing out heavily as he thinks back on it.]
I'm sorry for losing my temper earlier. I shouldn't of said what I said, back then.
[Childe lets his hand fall to her cheek, his thumb brushing against her cheekbone. His eyes open once more, pain still reminiscent in them, but an understanding accompanies it.]
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I know.
[He nuzzles his head against hers, breathing out heavily as he thinks back on it.]
I'm sorry for losing my temper earlier. I shouldn't of said what I said, back then.
[Childe lets his hand fall to her cheek, his thumb brushing against her cheekbone. His eyes open once more, pain still reminiscent in them, but an understanding accompanies it.]