[He glances up, checking her face for sincerity. But if she's laughing at him, he can't see it. There's probably nothing funny about it to her, either. He probably scared her as much as he scared himself. And there aren't any words to explain how thankful he is, or how lucky it is that Nill is there at all. That he's still here too.
Instead of words, he sends her that sunny, chest tightening feeling again. It's a little weaker and queasier than usual, but still every bit as bright and honest. Yeah, he loves her. He's not going to ruin it with words again, but he can't help what he feels, right?]
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Instead of words, he sends her that sunny, chest tightening feeling again. It's a little weaker and queasier than usual, but still every bit as bright and honest. Yeah, he loves her. He's not going to ruin it with words again, but he can't help what he feels, right?]
Me too.