It wasn’t physical so much as spiritual. They seemed to belong together. He was holding her.
It felt incredibly strange and at the same time perfectly natural. he was warm and solid and she felt her eyes shutting, her head drifting to his shoulder. Such a simple embrace, but it seemed to mean everything.
Night World No. 2
She felt triumph, wild excitement - and something deeper. An emotion she couldn’t describe because there wasn’t any ordinary words for it. He was looking at her, and it was almost as if she could see through his eyes. As if she could see inside him … see the way things looked to him … what she felt was a little like discovery and a little like déjà vu and a little like waking up and suddenly realizing it’s Christmas or like being a kid lost in a strange place, cold and bewildered, and then suddenly hearing your mother’s voice. But it really wasn’t like any of those things, it was more. Unexpected welcome … strange recognition … the shock of belonging.
Night World No. 2