Tseranc
Lost, Pondering.
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Their moment of play over, he sighed, and kneeled beside her. “You have a hard path ahead, these memories coming and going when they please. Just know that I’m here to help. You can talk about them as much, or as little as you please.” His hand reached up to caress her hair, and down to the back of he neck.
He felt his own, selfish, worries about her abandoning him, and that comparatively mild hurt melted away. Her future would a difficult one, with or without him. In hopes, with him, he might make it a little easier.
“Ferox, what can I do to help?”
He felt his own, selfish, worries about her abandoning him, and that comparatively mild hurt melted away. Her future would a difficult one, with or without him. In hopes, with him, he might make it a little easier.
“Ferox, what can I do to help?”