He's not really surprised to realize, as she says it, that he wishes she'd come after him too. It had been a vulnerable moment, and he'd been suddenly very aware that he was an observer and nothing else, a stranger at the feast.
That night will never come again, for either of them.
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Date: 2017-02-02 02:47 am (UTC)That night will never come again, for either of them.
But that doesn't matter at all.
"You're here now," he says.