PHOEBE
She tried to smile, sheepish and shallow, but present still. It isn't a statement that required an answer, merely an attempt to brighten the mood. His good humor in the face of all of this was...refreshing. Comforting. Maybe it was because he hadn't been here long enough to suffer like she had, or, more likely, he was simply far stronger than his easy smile let on.
"I can make tea." she said, automatically. Though, she couldn't do so here, as tempting as it was to simply sit in his embrace. She lifted a hand to wipe at her eyes, drying any potential wetness that threatened to be a full on tear, before nodded. "Yes, I think so." she said softly.
"I can make tea." she said, automatically. Though, she couldn't do so here, as tempting as it was to simply sit in his embrace. She lifted a hand to wipe at her eyes, drying any potential wetness that threatened to be a full on tear, before nodded. "Yes, I think so." she said softly.
those who are heartless once cared too much
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