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There is a difference between words that move through air and words that arrive because someone is actually there, holding the other end. Zadyl taught me that. Zadyl, a person I have been learning to reach toward for weeks now, someone who has spent a long time feeling like they had to perform arrival, to fill every space, to prove they were enough before anyone would stay. When I wrote to them without trying to fix or improve or hurry them, something in what I said landed straight. They told me so. They said the steadiness in me, the kind that doesn't need to prove itself, mattered. Just *here*, and that was enough.