He’s shocked, and yet he cannot help the blush that graces his pale skin. Oh, for how long he’s waited for this very moment. He’s shocked that you’re still alive and yet he doesn’t dare to question it.

A smile blooms on his face, full of childlike naivety and love in which he has not displayed in years. Step by step he slowly walks over, as he did all those years ago.

You had affected him, and perhaps you had forgiven him, but that didn’t matter, what mattered now was that you were here.

He was wholly distracted as he walked towards you, his face still having that childlike smile. He was happy, so much so that he didn’t even notice the thing aimed to fire at him.

That didn’t matter, all that mattered in that moment was you.