Let it out, love. You don't need to hold onto it so fiercely. Not here. Not with me.
[ doc strokes her hair soothingly, holding her while she cries. it's something she's needed to do, in his humble opinion, since the opening of the ghost river triangle. however brief that even might have been, it still happened. and being forced to put down her sister, along with the events leading up to that traumatic action, have left scars upon scars. no one person should ever be expected to endure as much as she has in the span of a mere few weeks, nevermind remain strong in the aftermath.
sorrow is not weakness. it's a necessary expression, one that reminds them they're still human, a step above the revenants, demons, and other assorted criminals they hunt. ]
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[ doc strokes her hair soothingly, holding her while she cries. it's something she's needed to do, in his humble opinion, since the opening of the ghost river triangle. however brief that even might have been, it still happened. and being forced to put down her sister, along with the events leading up to that traumatic action, have left scars upon scars. no one person should ever be expected to endure as much as she has in the span of a mere few weeks, nevermind remain strong in the aftermath.
sorrow is not weakness. it's a necessary expression, one that reminds them they're still human, a step above the revenants, demons, and other assorted criminals they hunt. ]