Weaver of Shadows
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Could she read his mind? That would be cool. He undid her bun, then started to try to braid her hair in return. It was a decent braid for his first attempt, though nowhere near Lucid’s skill.
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He laughed too. It was good to hear him laugh, so much better than seeing how she had been moments before. That had scared him. He hoped he’d never scare her like that. He also hoped she’d kiss him again.
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“Ok, good.” He seemed extremely relieved. He ran a hand playfully through her hair, letting it rest on her back eventually. He was so lucky.
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“Are you going to be ok?” He hoped she would. No, that wasn’t quite right. He needed her to be.
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“So now that no one can see us…” he scooted a little closer to her, wrapping his arms around her again. “I love you so much.”
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He sunk down next to her, smiling mischievously. “Why are we down here?” He whispered.
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He kissed her back, enjoying her closeness. Did this mean she was doing better? Was she just trying to make him feel better? If that was the case…well it was working. He smiled widely at her.
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He reached a hand up, resting it gently on the back of her head. “I don’t know how I could do anything else.”
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He turned and gave her a full hug, pulling her as close as he could. “I love you too.”
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“You tried to help him. And I don’t think that was what messed him up. And I think Elsie…well those two seem to have a special connection.” He paused for a moment, fear creeping into his voice. “And you leaving me would make things so much worse.”
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“You help people too. You help me.” He hugged her tightly. “And everything with Terrance…this isn’t your fault.”
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“Sorry about what? You haven’t done anything wrong?” What could she think she’d done?
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“Will you talk to me?” Edgar asked, panic rising in his chest.
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He kissed her head. “I’m here for you, ok? I’m always here for you.”
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“Yeah.” He went back to Jenny, pulling her close to him. “Can I help you?” @Lunamor
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“Huh?” Edgar didn’t really know what was happening, he was too focused on Jenny. He wanted her to be ok, but he didn’t know how to help her.
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He hugged her tightly, unsure of how else to help. Hopefully she would talk to him soon.
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Edgar scooted next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. Hopefully his presence could help.
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Edgar wrapped his arms around her protectively but not impeding her movement. He hadn’t realized how scared he’d been for her.
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“Trust me, I have someone I’d want to talk to again…but bad things happen when you try to meet someone again.”
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“That’s…probably not a good idea.” No, I’m sorry.
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“I hope they’re together. And I’m sure you were a great grandchild.” He didn’t point out the fact that statistically they would both be in asphodel, wandering endlessly.
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“Oh…I’m sorry. That must have been awful for you.”
