[It's as much genuine sentiment as it is returning his tease, her fingers twining into his hair and holding him close. In spite of it all, his laugh makes her laugh, because it's so much like him. It's like he'd never been gone at all. Her laughter bubbles up, shoulders shaking, and then before she knows it, she's sniffling back tears.]
Huh...? [she draws one hand back to touch her own cheek, feeling it come away wet. Why is she crying...? Isn't she supposed to be happy? She was just laughing a second ago, so why does it feel like her heart might burst from all the emotions swirling around inside?] S-sorry, I don't know...
[She has to pull her other hand back from his hair to press to her eyes in an attempt to stop crying. They must be happy tears, right? Tears of relief? It's so unlike her; she just doesn't know, and she can't stop shaking.]
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[It's as much genuine sentiment as it is returning his tease, her fingers twining into his hair and holding him close. In spite of it all, his laugh makes her laugh, because it's so much like him. It's like he'd never been gone at all. Her laughter bubbles up, shoulders shaking, and then before she knows it, she's sniffling back tears.]
Huh...? [she draws one hand back to touch her own cheek, feeling it come away wet. Why is she crying...? Isn't she supposed to be happy? She was just laughing a second ago, so why does it feel like her heart might burst from all the emotions swirling around inside?] S-sorry, I don't know...
[She has to pull her other hand back from his hair to press to her eyes in an attempt to stop crying. They must be happy tears, right? Tears of relief? It's so unlike her; she just doesn't know, and she can't stop shaking.]