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William dropped down from his horse. It had been a long ride - from London straight down to the southern coast of England. But he'd barely stopped, only doing so when his horse refused to go further without rest and water. But each time, William did little more than tap his foot anxiously, trying to focus on anything but his thoughts of what happened the day before.

But now that he'd arrived, there was nothing else to distract him. The horse was forgotten as he walked towards where the English Channel extended out to what seemed like eternity. With the thick fog of the early morning, there was no telling just what was out there. William's breath was shaky as his gaze then drifted down. Beachy Head, a beautiful site for some, with the tall cliff towering over the shore line below. But for him, this day, it was his enemy - or perhaps his closes friend. Whichever the case, he was terrified.

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I haven't thought on it much, but I suppose a stress free environment where I could just forget anything that was troubling me.

[ As he says it, he realises that's precisely what is happening. ]

Actually, I believe I have to agree with you, now.

[ Peeking up at him, she breathes a little laugh. ]

Yes, it's very much that. Also, a sense of warmth. Safety.

I am glad you feel safe with me.

[ Underneath the blanket, William's hand moves to rest atop the one at his opposite elbow. ]

[ Closing her eyes with a content little smile, she shifts her hand just enough to hook a finger over one of his. ]

Do you think it's silly? To feel so close with you so soon.

No. I hardly spoke with you before dragging you off with me. I'd say I felt it before even you had.

[ he allows the touch. The moment is just so calm and pleasing that he's unwilling to disrupt it. ]

[ Humming, it's an understanding sound, tinged with amusement. ]

Fair enough. Thank God for your intuition.

You seemed so comfortable with the idea of suicide. Has it returned to a fear now?

[ He'd been terrified of himself even having the thought, let alone standing on that cliff top, moments away from completing the action. ]

You're right, I suppose I had...

[ As she ponders the question, she idly dances her fingers along his. ]

I don't know that the idea scares me, but I wouldn't like to disappoint you.

It shouldn't be about simply pleasing me with your choices.

[ He catches her fingers in his, holding them steady in his hand. ]

[ Turning her face into his shoulder, she hides a grin as she squeezes his hand. ]

I wouldn't wish to leave you alone, or forfeit this future you've promised for us, either.

And I don't wish to fail you in that.

[ With a hum, his eyes shut and his head leans against hers. The stress he normally feels has near left him entirely. ]

[ Likewise, her eyes drift closed, body at ease, breath even. ]

I have faith in you, Will.

Thank you for that.

[ He's quiet for a bit, but suddenly shifts as if roused from sleep. Seems he really was comfortable! ]

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[ With a chuckle, she grabs the decorative pillow behind her to place against the arm rest. Pulling at his arm, she'll attempt to coax the man to lay down with her. ]

I'll watch the fire.

This seems far more intimate than this morning's ordeal.

[ Not much of an ordeal really, but to go from pushing her aside from nuzzling his shoulder to full on cuddling her in his arms in one day is not something he would have seen himself doing. Yet, as he's saying as much, he follows her down, tucking his arm beneath her as they squeeze together on the small sofa. ]

[ As such, Grell is tense in fear that she's offended him, until he take her in his arms. Even as her body eases, her breath hitches with a nervous little chuckle. ]

You're sure it's alright?

[ Still, she will adjust the blanket around them to ensure he's warm. ]

I suppose, for now.

[ Though he hardly sounds like he'll change his mind on it. With a slight shift to his position, he finds himself being as comfortable as he was moments ago and lets out a content sigh. ]

[ The redhead quietly hums in acknowledgement. William does sound as though he's merely being a bit stubborn, and his actions certainly back that up-- and yet, her self depreciate nature leaves her with doubt. Likewise, she sighs. ]

We forgot all about the books, didn't we...

[ Still, she will attempt to push the thought from her mind, eyes briefly closing. ]

Though, I think I enjoy that we don't need any other source of entertainment in one another's company.

You don't find me boring?

[ He would have thought anyone would, to be honest. He knows he's not exactly the most vibrant of personalities. ]

[ Grell SIGHS! ]

Truly? You, the man that kidnapped me from Beachy Head and suggest that I, a complete stranger, live in your home. You, that inexplicably accepts me for what I am, encourages me to embrace who I am. You've filled my heart with excitement since we've met, Will.

All of that is because of you. I think you're having an odd effect on me.

[ Though, he doesn't sound like he takes issue with that. ]

Is that right?

[ She doesn't sound entirely sure that she believes him! ]

Then you will always have me to remind you of how valuable your company is.

Good. I will say the same.

[ A slight twitch of his lips hints at a smile, and he doesn't bother to hide it once he realises. ]

Good.

[ She's also smiling quite contently as she shifts to nuzzle down into the pillow, an arm settling over his. ]

Even when I'm not around, I hope you'll remember how fond I am of you. You're the best person I know.

[ For him, that really sheds light on what the rest of the people in her life have been like. Aside from her mother, it seems no one has given her any shred of kindness or respect. ]

You could consider yourself a light for the darkest parts of me. If I'm to make any attempt at something poetic.