It takes a long while before the flood slows, during which his shirt will probably get dressed, allowing Eirene to just tuck her head under his chin and hiccup for a few minutes. After another span of silence, when the residual effects of the crying fit have passed completely, she shifts just enough to see his face.
"I love you, Clark. I really, really, really love you. Just ... you need to hear that."
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Date: 2008-07-17 02:28 am (UTC)"I love you, Clark. I really, really, really love you. Just ... you need to hear that."