[She's trying so hard and she can see that he is too. Grace forces her lips into a smile and bit by bit she feels her tears stop and the pain in her chest ebb. There is a lingering feeling, something telling her that it isn't going to be perfect, but she doesn't need perfect. She just needs him.
Her hand reaches for his, appearing small in his palm as he wipes away her tears. She sniffs once using the gesture to steel her emotions inside of her. When she feels ready she nods her head, wondering why it is that this feel so familiar.]
I would like that. [Tea. There is something familiar in the word and Grace gets the impression that something is missing though it doesn't feel important enough to mention.
Grace follows him inside but as he goes to make tea she'll continue to stick to him like a baby duckling. The feeling to stay close to him is all she can recognize and she doesn't want to lose it. Everything else felt so fuzzy and so unsure.]
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Her hand reaches for his, appearing small in his palm as he wipes away her tears. She sniffs once using the gesture to steel her emotions inside of her. When she feels ready she nods her head, wondering why it is that this feel so familiar.]
I would like that. [Tea. There is something familiar in the word and Grace gets the impression that something is missing though it doesn't feel important enough to mention.
Grace follows him inside but as he goes to make tea she'll continue to stick to him like a baby duckling. The feeling to stay close to him is all she can recognize and she doesn't want to lose it. Everything else felt so fuzzy and so unsure.]