"You gave him what he needed." He sighs. "It's the same for everyone. When someone is gone, you think about everything that could have been. Better to love their memory, then long after a dream, right? He'd.....want you to be happy."
She snarls and nimbly gets to her feet. She kicks him in the ribs and uppercuts his jaw, then she hooks his temple, moving to the side of him. She takes his back, hooking her feet inside his legs and taking under-hooking his arms.
He loops his legs into hers, flipping her backwards and pinning her to the floor with his weight, using her grapple against her. He holds onto her arms tightly, keeping them trapped against him, and presses her down to the ground.
She grunts and unwraps her legs, she slides them under her and times it so that she swings her legs out away from him, gaining top position as he slams his body weight down. She keeps her chest on his and spins so she’s in top mount, one knee across his hips and the other braces out. She pins his arms with her forearms.
He catches her wrists, and spins, rolling with her, and puts her in a choke hold, wrestling with her, trying to pin her arms back, not really noticing about where, his arms are pinning her arms to her chest.