Her surprise is easy to read, and it's probably the first time he's seen her this shocked. He didn't think it would be quite as big a question as it is. Still, he doesn't take it back; hard or not, it's important, and he cares enough to want to know.
Some part of him hurts for her again when she can't stay looking at him, and when she has no real answer. He knows what he might like even if he doubts he can have it, and that's more than not knowing. Before now seems to speak to a broken hope, or a giving up - an abandonment of that course of thought.
It takes a moment before he can even issues the non-answer of a sighed out, "Fuck."
He glances to her again, and this time his impulse wins out. "Come here," he murmurs, and he goes to drape his arm across her shoulders in a loose hug. It's easy enough to pull away from should she not want it, and with any hope light enough to not be too harsh for their sore bodies. He's not one for gestures like this, usually, but the harshness of the circumstances weighs out.
"I don't know how to fix this," he admits. "I'm not even close. This is too much for anyone; it's unfair, and it's crazy, and I hate that it has to be happening like this. But if there's a way, I'm going to fucking find it." His voice is solid there, certain and determined and unwilling to give in. "You deserve to have a life you want."
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Some part of him hurts for her again when she can't stay looking at him, and when she has no real answer. He knows what he might like even if he doubts he can have it, and that's more than not knowing. Before now seems to speak to a broken hope, or a giving up - an abandonment of that course of thought.
It takes a moment before he can even issues the non-answer of a sighed out, "Fuck."
He glances to her again, and this time his impulse wins out. "Come here," he murmurs, and he goes to drape his arm across her shoulders in a loose hug. It's easy enough to pull away from should she not want it, and with any hope light enough to not be too harsh for their sore bodies. He's not one for gestures like this, usually, but the harshness of the circumstances weighs out.
"I don't know how to fix this," he admits. "I'm not even close. This is too much for anyone; it's unfair, and it's crazy, and I hate that it has to be happening like this. But if there's a way, I'm going to fucking find it." His voice is solid there, certain and determined and unwilling to give in. "You deserve to have a life you want."