It's Jakku. It's those nightmares. And even if he hasn't begun considering it, it's the fact that she knows that she's responsible for hurting him, even though that's one of the few things she's promised herself that she would never do. And she doesn't know how to even bring any of it up, or even how to apologize.
So she simply nods in response, and swallows hard, and devotes her gaze to his hand, and the glass still protruding from it, and she hisses softly as she gently touches around it, but still, she nods her understanding.
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Date: 2016-09-04 11:21 pm (UTC)It's Jakku. It's those nightmares. And even if he hasn't begun considering it, it's the fact that she knows that she's responsible for hurting him, even though that's one of the few things she's promised herself that she would never do. And she doesn't know how to even bring any of it up, or even how to apologize.
So she simply nods in response, and swallows hard, and devotes her gaze to his hand, and the glass still protruding from it, and she hisses softly as she gently touches around it, but still, she nods her understanding.
"You pull. I'll take care of it afterwards."