HARPER
"Now who's the one doing the comforting?" Despite the teasing words his tone is soft, understanding that she's right in allowing him to feel hurt however it had gone down. He still won't let himself feel it though. It had been Phoebe's choice, and he'd promised to stand by it no matter which hand she'd taken. When it hadn't been his, well. In some ways he had expected that to happen at the time.
Squeezing her to him one last time before drawing away just a little, he meets her eyes and gives her an encouraging smile. "Trying is all I'll ask of you. And maybe some tea." Delivered with a wink to try and improve her mood. "Think you're ready to stand now?" Both literally and metaphorically it seems. To walk away from this bridge where she has made the choice to get back on her feet instead of laying down to die.
Squeezing her to him one last time before drawing away just a little, he meets her eyes and gives her an encouraging smile. "Trying is all I'll ask of you. And maybe some tea." Delivered with a wink to try and improve her mood. "Think you're ready to stand now?" Both literally and metaphorically it seems. To walk away from this bridge where she has made the choice to get back on her feet instead of laying down to die.
lord don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
