[ Piper permits Fayura to direct them. There is something quietly authoritative about her, and it would have taken either effort or offense to stir her from the silent maelstrom in her heart.
He'd gone home. Home wasn't -- it wasn't so bad, it wasn't like it was death, but he was there and she was here and she missed him--
She was startled out of drowning in loss when Fayura took her hands. Her eyes heat, and they slide from blue to green to darkest brown as she very determinedly does not cry. She doesn't pull her hands away, she doesn't withdraw into herself. ]
I'll miss him. [ Her lower lip quivers and she presses it ruthlessly tight for a moment. ] But as long as he's okay, that's what's important.
[ There is a brief flash of passion-driven determination, a rock solid assurance that she would walk barefoot over broken glass if she had to in order to make it so that Jason would be okay. He was her best friend. And she loved him. ]
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He'd gone home. Home wasn't -- it wasn't so bad, it wasn't like it was death, but he was there and she was here and she missed him--
She was startled out of drowning in loss when Fayura took her hands. Her eyes heat, and they slide from blue to green to darkest brown as she very determinedly does not cry. She doesn't pull her hands away, she doesn't withdraw into herself. ]
I'll miss him. [ Her lower lip quivers and she presses it ruthlessly tight for a moment. ] But as long as he's okay, that's what's important.
[ There is a brief flash of passion-driven determination, a rock solid assurance that she would walk barefoot over broken glass if she had to in order to make it so that Jason would be okay. He was her best friend. And she loved him. ]