[She's crying, and it genuinely hurts him, genuinely distresses him as she begins thrashing against his hold with more life than she's shown him in months. She defies him more in her death than she has in her life within his easy memory.
But even without the advantage a death toll inherently gives him, he is stronger than she is and he is quick to gather her in against him when she begins to sag, keeping her from her knees, collecting her in close where he can support her with his own strength and try to wipe the tears back from her cheeks with his warm, dry hands.]
Abigail, shhhh, Abigail, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. See?
[He smooths back her hair like Anya does his, and in his helplessness, holds onto her more tightly.] There's nothing to fear. You don't even know what you want, but I won't allow anyone to harm you for their own ends.
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But even without the advantage a death toll inherently gives him, he is stronger than she is and he is quick to gather her in against him when she begins to sag, keeping her from her knees, collecting her in close where he can support her with his own strength and try to wipe the tears back from her cheeks with his warm, dry hands.]
Abigail, shhhh, Abigail, it's okay.
It's okay. It's okay. See?
[He smooths back her hair like Anya does his, and in his helplessness, holds onto her more tightly.] There's nothing to fear. You don't even know what you want, but I won't allow anyone to harm you for their own ends.