Bramblepoint we steal fire from the heavens

She was in no rush for an answer. Sometimes the honest truth took time to build and come forth, to find the strength to share it all. She thought she might have words at first to soothe his worries but then came the following admission. There was nothing one could do to heal the wounds of a lost family member. Especially not when they were lost in such a brutal way. To slip away gently in the night was one thing, to die in battle...she didn't wish to think much about the burden that he carried with that.

But you're in control of whatever this may be. She whispered gently as she aimed to run her nose along his ear. And to move on from a tragedy and find comfort in the future...it's all one could hope for. You deserve that at the very least.