Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again,
this time more intelligently
this time more intelligently
Alys's approach reminded her of a ghost, floating without a physical connection to the world. She had half a mind to reach out and make sure that the seer was still part of their realm, rather than having perished with her companion. But grief looked different for people, and she didn't judge the darkness that framed her eyes. Instead, she gave a soft smile of greeting, reigning in the pity that would only serve to cheapen her attempts at sympathy. "Hi."
Keeping the package hidden beneath her thick coat, she let Alys have control of the conversation and where it would go. Whether she wanted to talk about it or spend time just hanging out, she would support her. All she said was, "I wanted to check in and see how you're doing." She didn't give false guarantees of things getting better or 'understanding' what she was going through, because she didn't. Elizabeth had never lost a companion or someone close to her. She couldn't comprehend the level of pain it caused, and she wouldn't insult Alys by assuming anything. As a friend, all she could offer was an open ear and a shoulder to cry on, should she want it.
Keeping the package hidden beneath her thick coat, she let Alys have control of the conversation and where it would go. Whether she wanted to talk about it or spend time just hanging out, she would support her. All she said was, "I wanted to check in and see how you're doing." She didn't give false guarantees of things getting better or 'understanding' what she was going through, because she didn't. Elizabeth had never lost a companion or someone close to her. She couldn't comprehend the level of pain it caused, and she wouldn't insult Alys by assuming anything. As a friend, all she could offer was an open ear and a shoulder to cry on, should she want it.
Elizabeth
