[ when she doesn't let go, he steps in the rest of the way, the toes of their boots matching up. he lives in terror, just as surely as she does - this place doesn't add or take any of that away from them. kilgrave being here only makes her fear more acute, and as ever he wishes he could take it away. but he can't, he's tried. all he can be is safe. safe to her and safe to himself are equally as important, he's only now coming to realize. his hand rubs up and down her arm, from slightly above her elbow to just below her shoulder - it's as much to comfort her as it is himself. ]
I know, I know. [ it's not okay and he can't say it is, but after another second's hesitation, he uses their point of contact to gently pull her in against his chest. initiating a hug used to feel so normal, and now it's like he doesn't even remember how. but he puts forth the effort because it's the only tool in his arsenal against the way jess feels now. it's a lame remedy, but it's what he wants to be for her. it's easier to show her than to tell her even when he sucks at both. ]
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I know, I know. [ it's not okay and he can't say it is, but after another second's hesitation, he uses their point of contact to gently pull her in against his chest. initiating a hug used to feel so normal, and now it's like he doesn't even remember how. but he puts forth the effort because it's the only tool in his arsenal against the way jess feels now. it's a lame remedy, but it's what he wants to be for her. it's easier to show her than to tell her even when he sucks at both. ]