[She lets herself smile against his shirt, the tears finally starting to dry up. His hand feels right against her hair, as right as Richard's, as right as placing her own hand against Prim's soft blonde head. He's here. He's really, really here. And for this moment, he won't be going anywhere. She'll kill anyone who tries to take her away.
It feels right to stand here a moment or two more, content to be hugging him. To run her hand up and down his back as he holds her in return. Of everyone here, she's known him the longest. Of everyone who has since left, the only one she might want back more would be Peeta.
Eventually, though, she has to look up. Has to take a look at his features and make certain he's still alright. Still whole. But he looks older. A bit more weariness in his eyes. She places a hand on his cheek. What had happened to him while he had been home? What had he been through?]
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It feels right to stand here a moment or two more, content to be hugging him. To run her hand up and down his back as he holds her in return. Of everyone here, she's known him the longest. Of everyone who has since left, the only one she might want back more would be Peeta.
Eventually, though, she has to look up. Has to take a look at his features and make certain he's still alright. Still whole. But he looks older. A bit more weariness in his eyes. She places a hand on his cheek. What had happened to him while he had been home? What had he been through?]
Are you okay?