( He wants a dozen things all at once, to rush in and scoop her up, to kiss her, to bury his face against her shoulder and breathe her in, assuring himself she's really and truly here and all her, not the illusion he's suddenly so fearful she might be. He wants to tell her everything, all of it, the way he never could at home because he never remembered.
Some small, shameful part of him also wants to run.
Tony exhales a shaking breath, the leather reins creaking in his gloved fist. )
Wolf is in this season.
( There, that sounds more like himself, managing to slide into cool irreverence all too easily. Sort of. See, someone's gone and reminded him it feels like he has a chestful of splintered ice, cold and heavy and hurting, and even one step into her warm orbit might make him shatter. He goes to her anyway, because the self-doubt can wait, dammit, he needs her in his arms. )
When did you get here? Where did you get here?
( And just in case his anxiety isn't jetting through the roof already, the paralytic fear that she might have been brought by the Emperor dumps fuel all over that particular fire. )
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Some small, shameful part of him also wants to run.
Tony exhales a shaking breath, the leather reins creaking in his gloved fist. )
Wolf is in this season.
( There, that sounds more like himself, managing to slide into cool irreverence all too easily. Sort of. See, someone's gone and reminded him it feels like he has a chestful of splintered ice, cold and heavy and hurting, and even one step into her warm orbit might make him shatter. He goes to her anyway, because the self-doubt can wait, dammit, he needs her in his arms. )
When did you get here? Where did you get here?
( And just in case his anxiety isn't jetting through the roof already, the paralytic fear that she might have been brought by the Emperor dumps fuel all over that particular fire. )