At Bay
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He sat there for a few seconds, registering her warmth before he sobbed. It started with a small, brisk sniff, but soon he let his chest heave with fear and pain and the collection of feelings he'd gained. Peter let tears roll down his cheeks as Gwen quietly slipped his mask off, revealing his red, beaten face and a mop of brain hair. Together they sat like that, and time passed...