[The moment he releases her hair, Ginia releases his hands, scrambling back in combination with his push. She wobbles a few unsteady steps back, getting her footing back fast enough. Away from him, contact broken, her feelings are her own again and she can feel out the edges. Anger, rage, fear, sadness.
Sadness. A lot of sadness. A lot of shame. Ginia sucks in a shaky breath as she swipes a hand over her sweaty face. Already bad enough with a broken finger. Could have gotten even worse fast. She doesn't fight fair, he doesn't either, it's not hard to imagine the continued trajectory. Fuck.]
Sorry.
[A fist to her chest, a slow circular movement. Ginia looks at him, tears threatening to sting her eyes as regret sinks in. She repeats the sign again and again, head hanging as she tries to bleed off her the excess emotions, wrestle things back into control.]
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Sadness. A lot of sadness. A lot of shame. Ginia sucks in a shaky breath as she swipes a hand over her sweaty face. Already bad enough with a broken finger. Could have gotten even worse fast. She doesn't fight fair, he doesn't either, it's not hard to imagine the continued trajectory. Fuck.]
Sorry.
[A fist to her chest, a slow circular movement. Ginia looks at him, tears threatening to sting her eyes as regret sinks in. She repeats the sign again and again, head hanging as she tries to bleed off her the excess emotions, wrestle things back into control.]