[ When he agrees, it feels like a heavy weight has lifted off her chest. There's others... things she still shoulders, but the load lessens. She sinks into the embrace that, for once, returns.
Silent tears stain the new robes he dawns, but they're a mix of her grief, as well as the relief she feels. She stays like that, and doesn't want to move just yet. The rare comfort he provides is what she needs right now, and she isn't ready for it to disappear. She's missed it for so long. ]
Thank you. [ A soft whisper against him, appreciative. ] Thank you, Kaname.