[At first, her weeping comes soft and silent, the sort of crying that they could both pretend wasn't really happening, were it not for the taste of salt on his lips when he continues to kiss her cheek despite them. Then, gradually, it escalates, moving down from her eyes and into her throat, shuddering breaths that drag whimpers from her lungs, that gather up all of the pain and the fear and the misery of the past week and force it out of her, trembling the whole way down.
She hadn't cried, not once, when she was taken. She'd barely even made a sound, and he'd mocked her for that — a silent Speaker, cat got your tongue, little bird? — but now she is home and her words have been given back to her, and it's finally safe to cry because Alucard is here, she can reel from the horror and let it make her as sick as it deserves to, and she's safe because Alucard is here.
Eventually, the crying turns into sobbing — full-throated, heaving, ugly things, and when that happens she musters up all her strength and rolls into him until she's able to bury her face against his chest, head tucked beneath his chin, and let him surround her. Crying like that, she knows she must be near the end of the emotion that's prompted it. Now it's just a matter of letting it all out, and knowing that Alucard's hands will continue to hold her together even as she threatens to fall to pieces, just for this little while.]
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She hadn't cried, not once, when she was taken. She'd barely even made a sound, and he'd mocked her for that — a silent Speaker, cat got your tongue, little bird? — but now she is home and her words have been given back to her, and it's finally safe to cry because Alucard is here, she can reel from the horror and let it make her as sick as it deserves to, and she's safe because Alucard is here.
Eventually, the crying turns into sobbing — full-throated, heaving, ugly things, and when that happens she musters up all her strength and rolls into him until she's able to bury her face against his chest, head tucked beneath his chin, and let him surround her. Crying like that, she knows she must be near the end of the emotion that's prompted it. Now it's just a matter of letting it all out, and knowing that Alucard's hands will continue to hold her together even as she threatens to fall to pieces, just for this little while.]