Nora hated being alone. She was rarely ever alone, her entire life, and being separated from him always brought an ache to her chest and a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach. Nora knew well enough it was probably safer for them to stay together, even throughout missions, but she knew what her going in on missions did to luke, because it did the same to her ( though she was positive it made him worse than it normally did her, even if she wouldn’t admit it  ).  By the time she made it back to the safe house she guessed it would take longer for him, of course it would, but it seemed to be taking far too long and she felt dread creeping throughout her body. ‘ he’ll be fine ‘ she had to convince herself as the anxiousness crept up at her chest as she focused herself on other work, digging through files tying to other missions, ones still waiting to be accepted and overviewed. 

‘ and we’ll always be together ‘ she replies, because in her mind there was no other way to be. it was never one without the other, no, nora without luke just seemed wrong,  it had never been that way. if she had any say in it, it never would be that way for them. her eyes flicker to where his hands rest and then back to him, even if she could more than well handle herself, she felt safer when he was there. at the feeling of his lips on her forehead she briefly closes her eyes and relaxes, only to open them as he’s walking away. she sighs, turning to walk the other way with her bag strapped safely over her shoulder, she would take the long way home, which she was fully convinced was the only safe way to get to what they could get by as calling a home ( wherever she was with him felt like home though ).