𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒐𝒌𝒂𝒚 . ⅋ she believed him , tense muscles allowing themselves to slowly switch . the demon on her back could let go , the boiling fire in her stomach decreasing to a mere simmer . the pools veiling glossy hues had transferred , both onto herself and onto him , a small detail she’s able to focus on as shock replaces the simmer , 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 . the emptiness is almost the worst part . but you’re safe . still , as the distance grew between them , she kept her grip on his shirt ( if you let go , you might spiral to 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕪 ) . shifty gaze rises up to meet his , ‘ yeah . . . yeah , ’ gen threw a look around them , teeth finding the inside of her bottom lip . ‘ i’m so sorry , i didn’t mean to . . . ’
𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 , but firm . an attempt at grounding . her fists do not lessen their hold . he notices . gaze drops to find them , for just a brief second , before one hand leaves her shoulder to encapsulate hers . he doesn’t try to pry her fingers away . deep browns find pale , shimmering greens once again , a silent encouragement for her to keep her eyes on him , stay with him . ‘ i know , ’ murmured softly , carefully , and then , more sincerely , ‘ i know . ’ one fleeting glance is thrown towards the mess made , before he squeezes her hands , and offers a nod . ‘ we should get out of here . ’ ( if this was murphy , or even jasper , even clarke , would you be as understanding ? ) the thought gives him pause . he imagines octavia asking the question , one eyebrow raised as though she already knows the answer . he swallows , sets his jaw , and shakes off the question . 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 . 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 . of that , he’s sure . arm snakes carefully around her shoulders as he leads them from the clearing . ‘ i should head out ; we’re gonna need more food soon , ’ he half - lies adeptly , his tone purposefully casual , almost teasing as he adds , ‘ think you’re up to it ? ’