When she sits in his lap and her arms go around his shoulders it’s like unlocking something for him. Not in terms of mind memory but in terms of muscle memory.

His face softens as he leans in to lay his head on her shoulder, his arms go around her waist and he closes his eyes and just relaxes into her in a way he didn’t even know was possible.

“This is what I needed,” he says s softly, “this is the first time I’ve felt safe that I can remember since I started getting my memories back.”