Palm pressed to her cheek (and grateful that she takes his hand), he keeps shaking his head, unable to process just how fucked up everything had become because Voodoo decided to be an asshole.
Inhaling a sharp breath, he holds it for a second, before leaning in to press his lips to her hair, exhaling a sigh at the same time.
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"No, that-- I wasn't-- I shouldn't have--"
Palm pressed to her cheek (and grateful that she takes his hand), he keeps shaking his head, unable to process just how fucked up everything had become because Voodoo decided to be an asshole.
Inhaling a sharp breath, he holds it for a second, before leaning in to press his lips to her hair, exhaling a sigh at the same time.