( They walk back together — and as they go, she holds his hand the whole way. Even though he isn't sad anymore, even though she has no excuse for it, he doesn't take it away from her, and so she keeps on holding. This is the kind of casual touching that she grew up without, that she seeks out perpetually and cannot find. That she's seen parents do with their children. That he lets her do it is almost as nice as meeting the animals had been.
wrapping; 😭
They go home. )