❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞ ele ori
calloused hands scrape across bare skin, fingers hooking around her arm to pull himself against ori - to pull her into him. here she is: tangible and whole, something concrete rather an abstraction of a memory. her breath is warm against eleazar's neck. he's aware of her heart, echoing against his ribs.
his hands are unsteady when he touches her face, brushing first his fingertips and then his knuckles against ori's cheek. a new scar, the same look of exhaustion -
he presses his forehead to ori's own, eyes squeezing shut. their breathing evens to a steady rhythm.
and despite everything, all of the months that have torn and gnawed and fed upon his own being - despite everything, it's still her.
