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She understands it. She’s gonna be ok, she knows this now as she’s crying. Her tears fall to the ground in the garden. Years of carrying this burden fall to the ground in the form of tears as she lets it out. It was relieving and the healthiest thing she had ever done; to reduce herself to tears and let it all out.

For the first time in so long, she felt good. And him patting her back helped her know she was home, even if certain members of family were no longer present, temporary or permanent. Even with Logan. Especially Logan and she’s regretful of never reaching out.

She looked up, eyes puffy and her face red. She couldn’t help but to pull him into a hug, still crying. Even though he wasn’t her Logan, she never said goodbye to him before he died. The least she could do was say goodbye to this Logan.

“Sorry, you’re probably not the hugger type. I never said goodbye to my Logan, but the least I can do is say goodbye to you,” She hiccuped in between the sentences as she slowly pulled away, still sniffling as she wiped her tears with the sleeve of her jacket.

“You don’t have to be fearless, but I do understand the point. You’re welcome.”

he isn’t good in emotional moments; he’s motivated to stand up and move a few paces away to give her her privacy, but he’s spent long enough with his Dana to know that doing that would only place a distance between them, would only leave her feeling that the time for emotion between them is over, and that she ought to tamp down on the feelings once again.

Logan has suffered enough hiding from himself, has compartmentalized away enough heinous crimes, that he knows how that feels, perhaps knows it to more of an extreme extent than even Dana- because she is unflinchingly good, and he is not, so he must reckon with himself and his past every day.

all he knows is he doesn’t want to leave this moment and leave her, leave her to crush her emotions into a box and shove it to the corner of her mind- this is more important than his inability to handle complex emotional moments the majority of the time, so he’s going to soldier through, because it might not be what he does best, but, shit, for the sake of people like Kitty, like Jubilee, like Dana, he can damn well do it his best.

so he places a hand weighed down by adamantium claws between her shoulders with all the thought in the world, gently patting her back and hoping she understands the implicit-

you’re home.