Or... not: he doesn't know what to make of Faye. Standing quickly, he reaches for one of her arms. He's strong; he's got a trained soldier's reflexes. And just once -- just this time -- he's going to do something for himself instead of for everybody else.
Although, he reminds himself, the last time he made a decision like that it got him killed. That can't happen again; he's already dead. Convenient, to be able to use that as an excuse or a reality when he wants to instead of because he has to.
Slowly, as if it's happening in half-speed, he watches himself tuck his fingertips under Faye's chin and tilt her face up so he can look at her.
Now.
Leaning down, he takes his turn and presses a quick kiss to her cheek. He has so many feelings for her -- conflicted though they might be -- but he's not going to force anything on her. At least not a bit more than she's already forced on him.
There's really been nothing forced about it, though. Anyone would have to admit that.
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Date: 2007-07-02 06:17 am (UTC)"Wait."
Or... not: he doesn't know what to make of Faye. Standing quickly, he reaches for one of her arms. He's strong; he's got a trained soldier's reflexes. And just once -- just this time -- he's going to do something for himself instead of for everybody else.
Although, he reminds himself, the last time he made a decision like that it got him killed. That can't happen again; he's already dead. Convenient, to be able to use that as an excuse or a reality when he wants to instead of because he has to.
Slowly, as if it's happening in half-speed, he watches himself tuck his fingertips under Faye's chin and tilt her face up so he can look at her.
Now.
Leaning down, he takes his turn and presses a quick kiss to her cheek. He has so many feelings for her -- conflicted though they might be -- but he's not going to force anything on her. At least not a bit more than she's already forced on him.
There's really been nothing forced about it, though. Anyone would have to admit that.
"That one was for me."