[ If she has any say in it, he isn't going anywhere. Gently, she presses down on his shoulder. In his unstable shakiness, she doesn't have to exert much pressure. It's enough to place him back in that position, so that she can drag his head into her lap and cradle it there.
He doesn't know what he's apologizing for, she thinks. Only that he feels that he must. For that reason, she can't accept it, and doesn't pursue that thread. ]
I don't want to leave things like this.
[ She admits, quieter. Like this, trapped in their disappointment and anger with one another. The topic, now that it has arisen, begs the question of whether these nightmares will continue to plague him after she leaves.
There's nothing to be done for it. Luke's words echo in her mind, a reminder that there's nothing she can do but hope for time to heal him. ]
edits YOU ten times
He doesn't know what he's apologizing for, she thinks. Only that he feels that he must. For that reason, she can't accept it, and doesn't pursue that thread. ]
I don't want to leave things like this.
[ She admits, quieter. Like this, trapped in their disappointment and anger with one another. The topic, now that it has arisen, begs the question of whether these nightmares will continue to plague him after she leaves.
There's nothing to be done for it. Luke's words echo in her mind, a reminder that there's nothing she can do but hope for time to heal him. ]