[ He pales as soon as she mentions the traitor, clinging hard to the edge of his own uniform. By the time she's done, though, his face is completely bloodless. Dear god. He can't even begin to fathom. Only imagine, perhaps, in his own small. What that must have been like. What she must have faced ...
He turns in an instant, moving to put both arms around her. And squeezing hard. He is too small to be any true comfort, he thinks, but she has his love. His affection. And what little shelter his small arms can provide. ]
You were brave. You are brave. But I am sorry your world needs such bravery.
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He turns in an instant, moving to put both arms around her. And squeezing hard. He is too small to be any true comfort, he thinks, but she has his love. His affection. And what little shelter his small arms can provide. ]
You were brave. You are brave. But I am sorry your world needs such bravery.