As soon as Kole and Liddy had exited, leaving Tibias and Keera alone, Keera closed what little distance between herself and the man in a moment. She wanted to explain how the demon's blood had messed with her mind. She wanted him to accept her.
Tibias reached up and took his glasses off, placing them gently in his pocket. Keera had known him long enough to know that he never just took his glasses off. She gingerly looked up from her feet which she had been studying.
His eyes were sad, always sad, even when a smile graced the small wrinkles in the corners. Smiles couldn't reach the depth the pain had burrowed itself in.
And suddenly she was pulled tight into his shoulder, her body pressing into his, and still he squeezed. She thought he was going to break her for a moment, but his grip loosened, but he didn't let go. She could feel his heart beating against her chest.
Tibias brought his hand to her head and ran a hand through her hair, softly caressing loose strands into place only to mess them up again. He took a deep breath and whispered, "It is okay, Keera,"
He pushed his face into her neck, and squeezed once more before releasing her. Keera wrapped her arms around him, not wanting it to end. Tibias entwined his hands behind her back and leaned against the wall, prepared to sleep that way if need be.
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