This time his smile was wider, little by little he had learned to do it once again.
He squeezed her hand back, as Mako blue eyes stared softly into bright chocolate ones. What was there to be told? Besides months of senseless information from his part. Nothing really. He was just glad he could spent this moment with her.
It was out of the blue, the way he moved towards her, pulling her by the hand softly, but firm, in a breakneck speed, he wrapped his arms around her, brining her close to him and just held her; her forehead against his chest, he placed his own head over hers, lips against the top of her head.
He was smiling, so much, but she wasn't able to see it, was he shaking? Maybe, just a little bit... And that was all he did, hold, tenderly but desperately, as if wanting to make sure she was there, and she wasn't going to fade into the nothing.