[His arms are around Yukizome before he's even processed what he's doing; it's practically a reflex with her, after so many years. His hands clutch tight, confirming what is undoubtedly a miracle of some kind.]
Yukizome, I-- This is...
[Even as he feels her warmth in his arms, there's an icy, rational part of his mind that refuses to be banished, temporarily shoved to the sidelines.]
this is going to be awful and terrible and wonderful
Yukizome, I-- This is...
[Even as he feels her warmth in his arms, there's an icy, rational part of his mind that refuses to be banished, temporarily shoved to the sidelines.]
...I lost you.