[Oh no, he's having so many feelings now too god damnit. If he could hug her he totally would, but kind of awkward positioning so he just squeezes her arm, placing his other hand on her back - carefully, he remembers the stupid shrapnel bandage shit - and trying to dredge up a smile for when she's ready to look up again.
He debates saying something, because maybe he should, but he's not really sure that'd help all that much. In a way he wants to say it'll be alright but even he's not that gd naive, shit sucked and it was only going to suck harder.]
no subject
He debates saying something, because maybe he should, but he's not really sure that'd help all that much. In a way he wants to say it'll be alright but even he's not that gd naive, shit sucked and it was only going to suck harder.]