When he steps close to her, her hands automatically go up to his arms, hands gripping the sleeves of his coat. Even if she's trying to block it out, instinctively she knows what he's doing, knows what he is saying.
But when he steps back, she doesn't have the strength to hold on, she barely has the strength to stand anymore. So she just watches his face, looks him in the eyes, her own pleading as she shakes her head again. The gesture is small but she knows he's seen it, Clark always sees everything.
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Date: 2009-06-04 06:09 am (UTC)But when he steps back, she doesn't have the strength to hold on, she barely has the strength to stand anymore. So she just watches his face, looks him in the eyes, her own pleading as she shakes her head again. The gesture is small but she knows he's seen it, Clark always sees everything.