PHOEBE
She didn't shrink from the hard look in his gaze like she had last time, though she did note the sort of dangerous waters they were now wading into. Instead she merely held his gaze, lips curved in a slight frown. "I think there are likely no words to adequately describe what it was like." she said softly. Saying was hard was indeed an understatement, but it conveyed the point - it was hard to describe something like that fully, even harder to know what to say to it.
Phoebe glanced over to where the boys were, quietly coloring on pieces of scrap paper. "Which do you prefer? This or what is familiar?" she asked, looking back at him. "Because you could always choose to walk a path that would lead to something like this if that is what you'd prefer. No one is stopping you from creating a future like is except yourself." she said, smiling at him a little bit. "Zariah's children are still in your care after all, righ"
Phoebe glanced over to where the boys were, quietly coloring on pieces of scrap paper. "Which do you prefer? This or what is familiar?" she asked, looking back at him. "Because you could always choose to walk a path that would lead to something like this if that is what you'd prefer. No one is stopping you from creating a future like is except yourself." she said, smiling at him a little bit. "Zariah's children are still in your care after all, righ"
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
