Sah
Ru falls into his arms and Sah's other arms lops around her waist to pull her close. As her grief and pain manifest through laughter, all he can do is hold her. There's no relief that she accepts his comfort, only another stab of pain for her loss. The arm that he doesn't have around her waist reaches up and gently cups the back of her head, cradling her against the crook of his neck. Sah's eyes squeeze shut as he presses a kiss to her temple, "I know, Ru. Gods, I know. I'm so sorry." She doesn't deserve this. Not again. No parent does, but especially not one as loving as Hotaru.
When Sah had first come to Caido after his death, after Soleil and Luka's deaths, he thought they had been lost forever. Having to adjust to a new world had helped him shove his emotions down when others were around. But when all was silent in his strange, new home, the Outlander had often found himself curled up against the wall, trying not to wake his neighbors with his screams. The memories of those weeks would never leave him, as much as Sah wished. Not even the return of his pups had stopped the nightmares; it only made them rare.
Running his hand through Ru's hair, the hybrid finds words failing him. Instead, he simply lets a quiet rumble build in his chest, just as he does for his pups on their darkest days. He has no idea if it would work, but no number of empty reassurances will make things okay. It'd be disrespectful to Ru's loss and Flora's death to even attempt to do so.
When Sah had first come to Caido after his death, after Soleil and Luka's deaths, he thought they had been lost forever. Having to adjust to a new world had helped him shove his emotions down when others were around. But when all was silent in his strange, new home, the Outlander had often found himself curled up against the wall, trying not to wake his neighbors with his screams. The memories of those weeks would never leave him, as much as Sah wished. Not even the return of his pups had stopped the nightmares; it only made them rare.
Running his hand through Ru's hair, the hybrid finds words failing him. Instead, he simply lets a quiet rumble build in his chest, just as he does for his pups on their darkest days. He has no idea if it would work, but no number of empty reassurances will make things okay. It'd be disrespectful to Ru's loss and Flora's death to even attempt to do so.
I think therefore I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
