sustainer: (😢)
Red Leaves Gyre on the Grey Lake ([personal profile] sustainer) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox 2020-02-29 02:10 am (UTC)

Oh. His shoulders droop, his face softening as he looks at her. He reaches a hand up slowly, gently, moving to touch her, only to recoil slightly when she looks away from him. He doesn't know if she'd appreciate that at all from him, even if he wants desperately to comfort her in this moment.

"Okay..." he murmurs, nodding very slightly. "Do you... Can we go to her? Room? And see?"

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