All anger fled. I couldn’t stop myself from striding forward and pulling him into a hard hug, holding my gun down at my side. “Fuck, are you okay?” I asked worriedly. “What happened? Where did you go?” Moth was stiff in my arms, but he briefly wrapped them around me to return the hug before stepping back. “I’m sorry,” he said desperately, which made me go completely still with shock. “I didn’t—I didn’t mean to leave you.” His eyes were sincere, face tight with worry as he stared at me. I tugged him further in so the doors could shut behind him, blocking out the howling wind and some of the
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