It was him. That ice cream cone, the last of her money, was forgotten about almost immediately, ditched in favor of running forward and practically tackling him into a hug. He was there. And just like that, she felt a lot less stressed out. Even if she didn't know what to do, Joel would figure something out.
God, she almost didn't know what to say. Part of her wanted to hit him for making her worry, but the other part didn't dare because at least he was there, and they were both alive. As alive as either of them possibly could be in a place like Keeliai.
"You fucking worried me," she finally says, the outrage in her voice almost comical. "You know how long I've been here? I didn't know what happened."
She was glad to see him, they were both safe there, and she had trails of ice cream transferring from her sleeve to his flannel, but it didn't even matter.
Don't eeeeven worry about it!
God, she almost didn't know what to say. Part of her wanted to hit him for making her worry, but the other part didn't dare because at least he was there, and they were both alive. As alive as either of them possibly could be in a place like Keeliai.
"You fucking worried me," she finally says, the outrage in her voice almost comical. "You know how long I've been here? I didn't know what happened."
She was glad to see him, they were both safe there, and she had trails of ice cream transferring from her sleeve to his flannel, but it didn't even matter.