[Laura looks exhausted, as if she's been on the go continuously since the battle. Which is precisely the case - only now that she's too tired to work effectively can she bring herself to go to the people left behind instead of distracting herself with repairs and cleanup. So there's a layer of shame on top of everything else, for how long it's taken her to seek Devon out.]
[She takes a half-step toward Devon, then cuts the movement short - does the other girl even want comfort, much less from her? Is she just pushing her needs off on to Devon?]
[Devon opens her palm - the one that was not holding her book, and was in fact clenched over something. Something that is the locket she got as a wedding gift.]
This is not the most painful situation in my life... but it is close.
[Fuck it - she steps up and puts her hands on Devon's shoulders from behind, not quite a pat or a hug but just a reminder that hey, I'm here, you're not alone.]
...
...I'm sorry.
[Laura looks exhausted, as if she's been on the go continuously since the battle. Which is precisely the case - only now that she's too tired to work effectively can she bring herself to go to the people left behind instead of distracting herself with repairs and cleanup. So there's a layer of shame on top of everything else, for how long it's taken her to seek Devon out.]
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But I'm sorry anyway.
I - if you...
[She takes a half-step toward Devon, then cuts the movement short - does the other girl even want comfort, much less from her? Is she just pushing her needs off on to Devon?]
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This is not the most painful situation in my life... but it is close.
However, giving up to misery solves nothing.
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We'll get him back. I promise.
[Fuck it - she steps up and puts her hands on Devon's shoulders from behind, not quite a pat or a hug but just a reminder that hey, I'm here, you're not alone.]
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Yes.
Yes we will.
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