Used. [she mumbles, half out of it. he rests his forehead against her arm, and almost absently her hand comes up to run through his hair, just. a comforting thing for her, the little human connections.
when he pulls away, she just wipes her face, half-assed.]
... Alright. [the dawn is always coming, she does believe that. it's just hard to put herself in the mindset for hope, this instant.]
[ The sound of that, the brief touch through his hair, he emits a quiet hum. Peering up and bringing a hand to gently brush fingers against her cheek, seeing that exhaustion for himself. Thinking of her memory from before.
It takes a bit of work to remove a scratch from the prosthetic plating but it is not as noticeable now. There's a peek of a tail as it swishes a bit at his feet from where he remains crouched, in thought until he looks to her again. ] ...Is there anything I can do for you?
We do not need to talk more of it if it is too much. [ To relive it again and again. It must be tiring. ] My company is here for you until you tire of it.
[she watches him work. watches him remove the scratch from the prosthetic, and thinks - that used to be flesh. that used to be muscle and bone, that belonged to her. she has had so much taken from her, over and over, in her life. she wonders when that'll stop, if it ever will.
... I don't know what I want. [she says, finally. a little lost.] I haven't... I haven't slept much.
[but she appreciates his company. and she's a little less broken, a little less scratched up, and she doesn't have to talk if she doesn't want to, and that... that means something.]
[ When she says she doesn't know, he simply nods and offers a reassuring smile. It's alright if she doesn't. Especially now of all times. It's okay to not know.
Carefully, he stands up and sits beside her, a hand resting gently to her back with a light lean to offer his side. ] A bed would be much preferable, or even a couch.
[ His head tilts a little, red eyes holding a warm gaze. ] But I can watch over you if would like to try and rest now. Even if only for a little while.
[ To allow her to finally let down some of those defenses, get even a little bit of rest after the.. stress this entire week surely was on her. It would make him happy enough to be able to provide her even a moment of rest. ] I'll be here.
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when he pulls away, she just wipes her face, half-assed.]
... Alright. [the dawn is always coming, she does believe that. it's just hard to put herself in the mindset for hope, this instant.]
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It takes a bit of work to remove a scratch from the prosthetic plating but it is not as noticeable now. There's a peek of a tail as it swishes a bit at his feet from where he remains crouched, in thought until he looks to her again. ] ...Is there anything I can do for you?
We do not need to talk more of it if it is too much. [ To relive it again and again. It must be tiring. ] My company is here for you until you tire of it.
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throné exhales slowly.]
... I don't know what I want. [she says, finally. a little lost.] I haven't... I haven't slept much.
[but she appreciates his company. and she's a little less broken, a little less scratched up, and she doesn't have to talk if she doesn't want to, and that... that means something.]
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Carefully, he stands up and sits beside her, a hand resting gently to her back with a light lean to offer his side. ] A bed would be much preferable, or even a couch.
[ His head tilts a little, red eyes holding a warm gaze. ] But I can watch over you if would like to try and rest now. Even if only for a little while.
[ To allow her to finally let down some of those defenses, get even a little bit of rest after the.. stress this entire week surely was on her. It would make him happy enough to be able to provide her even a moment of rest. ] I'll be here.