she looks at him
curious
he's out of breath
intensely aware
hesitates
instinctively gathers in on himself
she looks for an opening
touches the blood
that sullies his face
wants to wash him clean
of the carnage
finally he steps across the threshold
a baptism of sorts
as he takes her outstretched hand
tangling his fingers with hers
relinquishing control
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