He nodded slightly, frowning still, thought it eased a bit at the press of her lips. He let it ease, sighing softly, eyes falling closed. He didn't know what to do. The uncertainty had been building before this--everyone around him was so passionate about something. They all had purpose, something they believed in, something to fight for. He'd never had that, and add that to this, and perhaps some crisis of belief was natural, but he couldn't seem to help the lost feeling that accompanied it.
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Date: 2009-05-12 04:59 pm (UTC)