[she lets the silence descend on them, soft as snow, her wing around his shoulders. and once it's stretched, and it's clear nothing else is forthcoming, she takes a deep breath, slow and quiet.]
When the answer comes to you, I'll be happy to know it, and to help you achieve it. No matter how long it takes.
[lifting their joined hands, she kisses the back of his, like sealing a vow. the promise of patience, of growing. of life, stubborn as it is, persisting. there's not nothing. there is a way out - even in Hell, she has to cling to it, or nothing will matter, when the relief of being out of the labyrinth fades.
for now, they have today, and the small mercy that nothing is trying to kill them.]
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When the answer comes to you, I'll be happy to know it, and to help you achieve it. No matter how long it takes.
[lifting their joined hands, she kisses the back of his, like sealing a vow. the promise of patience, of growing. of life, stubborn as it is, persisting. there's not nothing. there is a way out - even in Hell, she has to cling to it, or nothing will matter, when the relief of being out of the labyrinth fades.
for now, they have today, and the small mercy that nothing is trying to kill them.]