[ She watches him, watches the life and the happiness drain out of him, and thinks she ought to feel guilty for ruining his good mood.
But she doesn't, so much. Because she knows this is what hovers beneath the surface for him pretty much all the time.
In fact, she actually smiles a little, crooked and understanding. ]
Actually, you know what? Talking is not what I came here to do. This is.
[ And with that she pulls her chair over to his side of the table, sits down next to him, and pulls him into a hug. She's getting better at this hugs - getting better at making them comforting and solid instead of awkward and unsure. Because god, if anyone needs a hug, it's Billy Kaplan. ]
[action] ... and then you stomped all over my feelings
But she doesn't, so much. Because she knows this is what hovers beneath the surface for him pretty much all the time.
In fact, she actually smiles a little, crooked and understanding. ]
Actually, you know what? Talking is not what I came here to do. This is.
[ And with that she pulls her chair over to his side of the table, sits down next to him, and pulls him into a hug. She's getting better at this hugs - getting better at making them comforting and solid instead of awkward and unsure. Because god, if anyone needs a hug, it's Billy Kaplan. ]