"Okay." It's different letting Gerard go than Sweeney, there isn't that wild spark of lust urging her to hang onto him. But it still isn't easy. She doesn't want him to be afraid, doesn't want him to be trapped in the dark. "And when you wake up again, you can come find me, okay?"
Parting made, he leaves, trying to not let himself be distracted from the matter at hand. Nevertheless, he can't keep his dimples from creasing in his shy smile.
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He takes her hand, lifting it as he bows low enough to kiss her knuckles, his lips feather-light.
"Thank you. For all of your kindness. You are a beacon of hope in this foreign land." He gently releases her hand in preparation of leaving.
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