[RL] Somehow I feel intact and reassured.
[Dexter helped his sister across the lawn, looking carefully for any lights on; for any sign of light along the suburban street. Nothing and so he followed his brother to the back door to his house. Sofia was at his apartment with the kids, and he'd sooner keep it that way. She needed another raise, he begrudgingly admitted to himself.
Carefully setting Deb up at the kitchen table, he moved to flick on the lights and grab a few water bottles. Everything looked dim and harsh in the sparse kitchen space and Dexter wasn't sure what he should be feeling, because all there was was ... numb. And a vague sense of relief.
He sat down across from Debra and shot a glance to Brian, sitting a water bottle in front of her and opening the cap to his own. There was a third for Brian on the table.]
Are you alright? [he asked softly of her, knowing how stupid it was, but needing to have it confirmed.]
Carefully setting Deb up at the kitchen table, he moved to flick on the lights and grab a few water bottles. Everything looked dim and harsh in the sparse kitchen space and Dexter wasn't sure what he should be feeling, because all there was was ... numb. And a vague sense of relief.
He sat down across from Debra and shot a glance to Brian, sitting a water bottle in front of her and opening the cap to his own. There was a third for Brian on the table.]
Are you alright? [he asked softly of her, knowing how stupid it was, but needing to have it confirmed.]