The concern and curiosity that filled her expression would cause the white boy to wince. He hadn?t really wanted any to find him in this sorry state, to cause any further distress after all that he had already done. He truly hated himself this day; he could not bear who he had become and what he had now done. He tried to pull himself from his melancholy and concentrate on the girl before him. It was hard with how hollow and dried out he was feeling, but the concern she displayed helped to anchor him. When she averted her gaze he would grow worry, his eyes focusing more clearly on her form, to see the sadness in her own eyes beneath the worry she now showed for him.
She told him that if he was not well she did not want him overexert, which indicated that she indeed had had plans for this day. With her inability to meet his eyes at the sadness he could see in her now he had a feeling it was not a simply stroll she had in mind. With an effort he would unfurl himself from his sorry state and force himself up to better meet her eyes. There was more clarity to his gaze now, more than just the hollow sadness that had consumed him. Then the words would be out, and he would understand her sadness. His expression would fall again, but this time not for himself but for the girl before him. ?Oh Twig?? he said softly, unable to speak of his own hollowness, his fear that he would have nothing left to give for this venture she suggested. He was emotionally wiped out, and her she was asking him to help her with her own sadness. But see, his sadness came from his selfishness, his stupidity, hers came from a deep lose and a death and all of this had been entirely out of her hands. No, he would not fail her now, he could never fail her when she needed him. Not as he had so badly, badly failed Lyric?
?Of course I would Twig? he said softly, rising and pulling her closer to him, drawing her in, breathing in the scents that made her her and offering comfort as he gently licked her cheek again. ?We can go now if you like?? he offered gently, forcing himself painfully past his depression to better help her with her own grief.
"Speech"
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