i was not thinking of anything in particular when i prompted this other than i was feeling a little dramatic that day but this is so, so lovely. you can really feel joshua's apprehensiveness as he swallows his pride to reach out and it's just. yeah.

Joshua does not miss how boney her hands have become, and that her frame has turned smaller than what he remembers of her. Despite the calluses of her hands, he’s held warmly, reminding him of his own mother.

this is so very simple but so poignant in the context of what this is.

thank you so much!