we might be hurting, but I'm ready for the free fall
First things first, then: food. Soh gently extracted herself from Jude's grasp, though she kept an arm around his shoulders as she tried to carefully guide him towards the kitchen. "Let's find something simple to eat, 'kay?" she said, trying to keep her voice calm and quiet. "You don't have to eat much, just a little bit of something." Reaching the kitchen, she dropped her arm to grab Jude's hand, keeping a little part of her touching him, as much to comfort herself as to comfort him.
It was hard to know what to say, as she dug one-handed through the cabinets for some bread. That he'd found his maman was wonderful news, the kind of news that should be celebrated. But then... that she was so ill, and that there was so much uncertainty... her heart went out to Jude. She was determined, though, that she would not add to his troubles during such a difficult time. She woudl be here for him in whatever capacity he needed.
"Would you be able to stomach some toast?"
It was hard to know what to say, as she dug one-handed through the cabinets for some bread. That he'd found his maman was wonderful news, the kind of news that should be celebrated. But then... that she was so ill, and that there was so much uncertainty... her heart went out to Jude. She was determined, though, that she would not add to his troubles during such a difficult time. She woudl be here for him in whatever capacity he needed.
"Would you be able to stomach some toast?"
Sohalia
