Esme is close enough to him that his hands have nowhere to go but at her back, her knee, supporting her in his grasp even if he didn't ask for her to be there.
"I was wrong."
He doesn't elucidate, choosing instead to curl his chin inward against the crook of Esme's neck, hiding there.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2009-08-29 03:24 pm (UTC)"I was wrong."
He doesn't elucidate, choosing instead to curl his chin inward against the crook of Esme's neck, hiding there.