[It's not defeat, she's grieving and upset and she's allowed to be. Raleigh settles against her, fitting himself around her like a puzzle. His arm still looped over her waist, his head using his arm as a pillow, his ankle hooked around hers.]
It's fine. [He touches his lips to her hair, this time it's a soft kiss, a little reassurance. There's not a single part of him that judges her for needing someone right now.]
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It's fine. [He touches his lips to her hair, this time it's a soft kiss, a little reassurance. There's not a single part of him that judges her for needing someone right now.]
Whatever you need, Mako, I'm here for you.