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He's running towards her, and she should move, run, get out of there... but she doesn't. Because she knows this Hyde is Tyler, and he won't hurt her. It's a risk, but one Wednesday is willing to take.
She's right, though. Tyler stops right in front of her, his hulking form hovering above her. But he doesn't do anything, he just stands there, menacingly. Wednesday would be proud, if the situation was different.
Slowly, carefully, Wednesday reaches her hand out in invitation.
For a moment, nothing happens. Then Tyler reaches out a monstrous clawed hand, and takes her's. Wednesday then, reaches her other hand up, and places it on his cheek.
Tyler just stares at her for a moment, his huge protruding eyes searching. And then he lifts up his other clawed hand towards his face, transforming back as he does, leaning into her touch, stepping foreward so her hamd stays there. His now normal hand covers Wednesday's hand on his cheek, holding it to his face.
Wednesday watches this, she watches as he becomes Tyler again, and as he leans into her hand and keeps it in place, he looks into her eyes.
She would deny, deny, deny, but her eyes do soften when he looks at her like that. The confused look he'd give her, when trying to figure her out. And the look of admiration and pure adoration that always follows. It never fails to melt the icy core she calls her heart.
She doesn't know how long they stand like this, but at some point his eyes close, and her hand is over his mouth, he's still holding it as if it's the most precious thing, and if he were to let go, he'd break.
So they stand there in silence, never breaking it, once either of them starts to speak it'll be over, back to business as usual.