[ the hand retracts immediately. no flinch, just cessation, retreating to settle against a glass window.
she'd forgotten, almost, the value of personal space. perhaps because touch is her talk - it's always she who breaches, never hers that's invaded. everyone knows better. the issue fades to non-. (it slips her notice that even in peace she is protected - bad memories just as horrid as bad people).
a nod confirms that she understands, don't touch me a promise she'll keep until times are right.
gaze still implores. still questions. still begs talk to me where gentle fingers don't. ]
Re: action
she'd forgotten, almost, the value of personal space. perhaps because touch is her talk - it's always she who breaches, never hers that's invaded. everyone knows better. the issue fades to non-. (it slips her notice that even in peace she is protected - bad memories just as horrid as bad people).
a nod confirms that she understands, don't touch me a promise she'll keep until times are right.
gaze still implores. still questions. still begs talk to me where gentle fingers don't. ]