[ her smile is small but appreciative, and she wraps her hand around camille's.
her grip then tightens, as the following words evoke the feeling of ice creeping down her spine. her eyes widen slightly—despite having seen the words on her, the context is somehow worse than she could've imagined.
there's losing a loved one to accidents, to natural catastrophy... but this is different. malicious.
she's just quiet for a moment, letting the terrible weight of that sink in, and she brushes her thumb across the back of camille's hand. ]
[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.
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her grip then tightens, as the following words evoke the feeling of ice creeping down her spine. her eyes widen slightly—despite having seen the words on her, the context is somehow worse than she could've imagined.
there's losing a loved one to accidents, to natural catastrophy... but this is different. malicious.
she's just quiet for a moment, letting the terrible weight of that sink in, and she brushes her thumb across the back of camille's hand. ]
...I'm so sorry.
Have you had to bear that alone, too?
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[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
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[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.