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[alivingweapon]

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[alivingweapon]

[ Her breathing is shaky. She's showing way too much of what makes her soft and breakable to people she doesn't truly know yet, but Stephen. He stopped, dropped his things. Rocket went down, and he nearly froze himself trying to save her friend. That makes him one, too, doesn't it? So maybe it's all right to let him see her cry.

She wants to be stronger than this, though. She wants to not have to say to Peter what she says next, to not have to need to hear his reply. ]

Don't leave me again, all right?

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All right.

[Hearing her say that, letting herself be vulnerable, knowing how difficult it was for her to let people in, is almost too much, and he's already crying enough as it is. There's almost a growl as he tries to wipe his face, clear his throat, and be the tough guy he wants to be--

--but he can't. Not really. He's not nearly as tough as he imagines he is.]

You don't gotta worry. I'm not gonna leave you.