[She still speaks in honeyed tones, squeezing a little tighter on his arm, her nails pressing raw crescents into his skin. Grief makes people do awful things, say things they don't mean, and lash out in vicious ways, she knows full well. If he had only been thinking a little clearer, he would have hesitated twice before speaking. His muscles tense and strain beneath the gentle curl of her fingers, muttering bitterly, wrecked and ravaged by the death of his—well, truthfully, very unfaithful wife. For all they know, she could have been a tart, her body found splayed on top on another woman like that.]
But in time, you'll have other things to think about. Other people. [His one-man pity party was beginning to feel less respectful towards the dead, and more cumbersome for the living. She is here to support him, and no matter how he may protest, she is rightfully going to give him the firm push required to get him back on his feet.
If he won't meet her gaze willingly, she will have to meet his. Sinking to her knees, her heels scrape against the floorboards as she bends low, now meeting his eyes directly.]
The people who care about you most are right here.
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[She still speaks in honeyed tones, squeezing a little tighter on his arm, her nails pressing raw crescents into his skin. Grief makes people do awful things, say things they don't mean, and lash out in vicious ways, she knows full well. If he had only been thinking a little clearer, he would have hesitated twice before speaking. His muscles tense and strain beneath the gentle curl of her fingers, muttering bitterly, wrecked and ravaged by the death of his—well, truthfully, very unfaithful wife. For all they know, she could have been a tart, her body found splayed on top on another woman like that.]
But in time, you'll have other things to think about. Other people. [His one-man pity party was beginning to feel less respectful towards the dead, and more cumbersome for the living. She is here to support him, and no matter how he may protest, she is rightfully going to give him the firm push required to get him back on his feet.
If he won't meet her gaze willingly, she will have to meet his. Sinking to her knees, her heels scrape against the floorboards as she bends low, now meeting his eyes directly.]
The people who care about you most are right here.