( he stops what he's doing—freezes, more or less, caught off-guard by the influx of emotion. grief. terrible, overwhelming grief the likes of which he'd barely understood before coming here.
now, he did, and the helplessness he feels in the face of it is unbearable. )
I'm sorry, Mavis. ( if he could, he'd hold her now. would pull her tight against his chest and bury his face in her hair. he can't do that — not yet. words will have to do. )
I'm sorry so many have failed you. You deserved better.
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now, he did, and the helplessness he feels in the face of it is unbearable. )
I'm sorry, Mavis. ( if he could, he'd hold her now. would pull her tight against his chest and bury his face in her hair. he can't do that — not yet. words will have to do. )
I'm sorry so many have failed you. You deserved better.