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faebysitting ([personal profile] faebysitting) wrote in [community profile] splitmemory 2024-04-11 06:49 am (UTC)

How was he not supposed to feel for such a frail thing when her face reddens, her eyes water-- and there come the waterworks. His own expression softens, the tension that'd seeped into his shoulders fading away.

After all, this was just a child. Whatever she was dealing with must feel so big for her. Such big feelings for such a small form...

"I will not be putting you anywhere you do not wish to go, 'just Mary'." Hopefully the small jest would get a laugh out of her. She'd be able to feel herself let down slowly. Once she's standing on her own two feet again, Lilia vanishes once more, appearing on his knees in front of her. He might be holding little Silver, but he still had another arm.

His arm is held out, both in the offer of a hug and to stop her if she tried to bolt.

"Come here, little one. You don't have to be afraid. We can figure this out. Together."

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