and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you
The whistle of the kettle is quiet by design, meant for someone who will be right nearby. It took a damn lot of time figuring it out with a lot of duds, but thankfully it worked out. Moving on over, Oliver still tried to show Henry he was paying attention as he continued to prep the teas.
The moment Henry begins to mention his family, Oliver’s eyes soften and he finds himself frowning with worry. That’s never a good statement and with LongNight following behind, Oliver is already able to assume exactly what happened. Still, he allows Henry some time to speak, pouring the cups of tea quietly.
With only one mug poured, the words fall out and Oliver quickly pours himself one, only filling it halfway.
Quietly, he moves on over and sets the mugs down gently. Slowly, he reaches over to place a gentle hand on Henry’s shoulder, closing his eyes and leaning close to try to offer him the comfort needed. If Henry rejected his touch, he’d move away, but hopefully he’d allow this closeness.
”Take as long as you need... it’s okay.” His voice remained calm, leveled. It was in a quieter tone, meant for only Henry to hear. ”You don’t need to say anything else it’s okay... we can sit here as long as you want.” No pressure for Henry to do anything. He could take his time to sit there and simply... wait.
The moment Henry begins to mention his family, Oliver’s eyes soften and he finds himself frowning with worry. That’s never a good statement and with LongNight following behind, Oliver is already able to assume exactly what happened. Still, he allows Henry some time to speak, pouring the cups of tea quietly.
With only one mug poured, the words fall out and Oliver quickly pours himself one, only filling it halfway.
Quietly, he moves on over and sets the mugs down gently. Slowly, he reaches over to place a gentle hand on Henry’s shoulder, closing his eyes and leaning close to try to offer him the comfort needed. If Henry rejected his touch, he’d move away, but hopefully he’d allow this closeness.
”Take as long as you need... it’s okay.” His voice remained calm, leveled. It was in a quieter tone, meant for only Henry to hear. ”You don’t need to say anything else it’s okay... we can sit here as long as you want.” No pressure for Henry to do anything. He could take his time to sit there and simply... wait.
smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark
