the one who is just there

HARPER

It's clear she's hurting, likely from the burns and the stiffness of sitting so uncomfortably for a while, but Harper isn't carrying his normal triage supplies. An oversight but he honestly hadn't expected his walk to take very long this time. As soon as he can get them both back to the clinic though they can surely figure something out.

"Hmmm...peppermint I think. Nice on this hot day." He smiles crookedly at her, boyish and sincere. Hands squeezing gently at hers and pulling slightly towards himself as he takes a step back, encouraging her to begin walking.

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