There's a brief moment of silence, at both the way she all but collapses in a heap on the bed and the comment she offers, and then he gently settles down next to her. He knows only one thing that would be capable of causing cracks in her soul like he sees before him, and even as far removed from that singular moment of catastrophe as he is, it's still not a comforting memory.
"Would it be easier that way?"
Even he can't fix the cracks in her soul. Can't put return her to the way she had been. But he can do something to make it easier to bear, and almost without thinking about it, he lets his aether gently wash over her, soothing away as much of her pain as he can manage.
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Date: 2020-11-29 06:32 am (UTC)"Would it be easier that way?"
Even he can't fix the cracks in her soul. Can't put return her to the way she had been. But he can do something to make it easier to bear, and almost without thinking about it, he lets his aether gently wash over her, soothing away as much of her pain as he can manage.