[ it hurts her heart a little for him to say that to her. it's better than his eyes are closed and he can't see the expression on her face. they're only words -- she knows that, but they carry a weight with her that she can't help. nobody had ever reassured her that way and meant it. she'd become used to the leaving and losses.
she half-reaches towards him as if to touch him, maybe to brush his hair back from his face, but she hesitates instead before letting her hand drop back into her lap. he looks so tired. ]
...Y'should rest. Sleep a little. I'll take care of you.
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she half-reaches towards him as if to touch him, maybe to brush his hair back from his face, but she hesitates instead before letting her hand drop back into her lap. he looks so tired. ]
...Y'should rest. Sleep a little. I'll take care of you.