[He's so relieved he didn't actually hurt her — or at least, she doesn't think it hurt much now, in the aftermath — that he feels weak with it, like his bones have turned to jelly, and he lets out a huge heaving sigh as he presses his forehead to hers.]
I'll try to be better. [She can tell him all she wants is him from now until Judgement day and he'll still think he's falling short of the mark, but he appreciates the sentiment.] You make me want to be better, Annie. [Maybe with practice and meditation or something he'll be able to give her what she needs without hurting her. Maybe this isn't completely broken.
He lifts his head and tries to give her a smile, though it wobbles a little alarmingly. Still, he pushes on.] I think tea is in order, don't you?
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I'll try to be better. [She can tell him all she wants is him from now until Judgement day and he'll still think he's falling short of the mark, but he appreciates the sentiment.] You make me want to be better, Annie. [Maybe with practice and meditation or something he'll be able to give her what she needs without hurting her. Maybe this isn't completely broken.
He lifts his head and tries to give her a smile, though it wobbles a little alarmingly. Still, he pushes on.] I think tea is in order, don't you?