The
Nightingale
Phoebe smiled and nodded, glad he made no protest about how little time there was. It meant that despite how overwhelmed he was, he still had his grasp of reason. That was easy to lose in the throes of panic.
Her grin only brightened as he opened his present, watching as he inspected the compass and realized where it pointed. "You're welcome. We must stick together through all of this and it will be hard. But I figured the least I could do was give you a little piece of home for when times get tough." An anchor when she or others couldn't be there. A reminder of why he fought - why they all fought. Friends. Family. Home. Everything that mattered was on the line. And he had been chosen to defend it.
{/FIN}
Her grin only brightened as he opened his present, watching as he inspected the compass and realized where it pointed. "You're welcome. We must stick together through all of this and it will be hard. But I figured the least I could do was give you a little piece of home for when times get tough." An anchor when she or others couldn't be there. A reminder of why he fought - why they all fought. Friends. Family. Home. Everything that mattered was on the line. And he had been chosen to defend it.
{/FIN}
little birds sing even after a storm
