Tobias thinks that she needs to be protected from herself. She's reckless
with her life and he's afraid he's going to lose her because of it. Part of
the reason he wants to protect her is because he does think she's keeping
secrets from him, or that she's not handling the things that have happened
to her well. He wants to protect her because he loves her, because he can't
stand to lose her. He's not trying to piss her off or push her way; he's
trying to hold onto her.
No. This much is entirely true. They'll never be most people.
Touch always means something. He touches no one else casually and he
probably won't ever be able to.
That flicker of something in his eyes, that's fear because she's too close
to the edge for his liking, but he doesn't move toward her or reach out to
grab her. It's obvious he wants to, but he doesn't. Not yet. "Perhaps I'll
stop trying to shelter you when you start talking to me and stop being so
reckless with your life. You're important to me, Tris. Do you know how long
I've been here without you? 4 months, three and a half weeks and about
eight hours." because he would know this information. The muscles in
his neck are corded, tense. There's emotion and need etched into every line
of his body, the expression on his face and thick in his eyes. "I don't
want to lose you." Again is implied.
Far softer than anything else he's said thus far: "I need you."
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Tobias thinks that she needs to be protected from herself. She's reckless with her life and he's afraid he's going to lose her because of it. Part of the reason he wants to protect her is because he does think she's keeping secrets from him, or that she's not handling the things that have happened to her well. He wants to protect her because he loves her, because he can't stand to lose her. He's not trying to piss her off or push her way; he's trying to hold onto her.
No. This much is entirely true. They'll never be most people.
Touch always means something. He touches no one else casually and he probably won't ever be able to.
That flicker of something in his eyes, that's fear because she's too close to the edge for his liking, but he doesn't move toward her or reach out to grab her. It's obvious he wants to, but he doesn't. Not yet. "Perhaps I'll stop trying to shelter you when you start talking to me and stop being so reckless with your life. You're important to me, Tris. Do you know how long I've been here without you? 4 months, three and a half weeks and about eight hours."
because he would know this information. The muscles in his neck are corded, tense. There's emotion and need etched into every line of his body, the expression on his face and thick in his eyes. "I don't want to lose you." Again is implied.Far softer than anything else he's said thus far: "I need you."