“Yeah. Rick Deckard.” He doesn’t add more; he just stares like he’s not sure what to do with me. “From Blade Runner? That is fucking delightful.” There’s no warning when he jogs the few steps to reach me and scoops me up into his arms. He’s trembling, arms wrapped tightly around my waist as he buries his face in my neck. “Oh my God. You’re here.” I
