Hushed Willows I crumble underneath the weight

She was surprised at how comforting the embrace was and slowly, her tears began to subside. She sniffled a little, listening to the other woman's soothing words and wondering of she could ever feel that way about it. Right now, she had a gaping hole on her chest, and it was hard to see it that way. She would never see him again. He was dead. She wanted to say all of these things, but she was afraid she would melt into a puddle of tears again. Instead, she just nodded and finally turned her bleary gaze to her kind packmate. Th--thank you, she managed to get out between sniffles.