[ The light of his own joy has since dimmed, leaving only a few floating motes of sunshine bobbing around. He’s concerned, certainly, but even the weight of the truth of Ori’s absence cannot completely extinguish his happiness. When he searches her face for some sign of how she might be feeling, of how that time might have changed her, he finds a different sort of light there.
There’s a distinct sort of peace in her expression. Closure. Hope.
He’s spent so long trying to help Ori find her place, to help her build some confidence, and now here she is, blooming beautifully. It’s not often that joy gives way to tears, at least not for him, but in that moment, his heart is so full he can’t help it. Tears prick the corners of his eyes and though he tries to blink them away, some still spill over. ]
Welcome home, Ori.
[ And of course he kisses her back gladly, his arms winding tighter around her in a massive bear-hug. He’s happy to stay like this for a long while, wrapped up in her warmth and the soft glow of flowers and sunshine both. ]
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There’s a distinct sort of peace in her expression. Closure. Hope.
He’s spent so long trying to help Ori find her place, to help her build some confidence, and now here she is, blooming beautifully. It’s not often that joy gives way to tears, at least not for him, but in that moment, his heart is so full he can’t help it. Tears prick the corners of his eyes and though he tries to blink them away, some still spill over. ]
Welcome home, Ori.
[ And of course he kisses her back gladly, his arms winding tighter around her in a massive bear-hug. He’s happy to stay like this for a long while, wrapped up in her warmth and the soft glow of flowers and sunshine both. ]