[ Really, how much have you been carrying on your own?
He lets his hand drop down to her shoulder so that he could pull her into a loose embrace. At least, it starts out as a loose hug before he tightens his arms around her.
Once more, he feels like he should say more to her, but he decides that she needs a moment of silence to cry, to be comforted without having to worry about responding.
His hand lifts to gently stroke her hair, as she had done for him in the past. His smile is soft as he thinks of how things come around -- the sort of good karma that she deserves to build up and be repaid. ]
I'm really lucky to have met you. [ Even as he said that he didn't want to say anything, those words slip out all the same. Because he is lucky to have met her; he's certain that is how everyone else feels as well. ]
no subject
He lets his hand drop down to her shoulder so that he could pull her into a loose embrace. At least, it starts out as a loose hug before he tightens his arms around her.
Once more, he feels like he should say more to her, but he decides that she needs a moment of silence to cry, to be comforted without having to worry about responding.
His hand lifts to gently stroke her hair, as she had done for him in the past. His smile is soft as he thinks of how things come around -- the sort of good karma that she deserves to build up and be repaid. ]
I'm really lucky to have met you. [ Even as he said that he didn't want to say anything, those words slip out all the same. Because he is lucky to have met her; he's certain that is how everyone else feels as well. ]