Hideaway Strath What you give

He hummed softly, standing by her like a rock. Keeping her sane and safe.
To have those you love lost in a moment like that. To have your soul ripped from your body, he couldn't think of how it must have felt. He'd never suffered such loss.
Yet.

He didn't want to tell her it was ok. It wasn't. Losing your loved ones wasn't ok.
He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling her scent. Rosewater with evergreen touches, from living in the Strath.
"You've got me," he whispered.
"You've got all of us. Just say the word and they'll give it to you. They all love you," he grinned, pulling back to look at her face.

He didn't want to be another weight on her shoulders.
And he doubted that she wanted another either.
That's what they were doing here now.

"You'll never forget, love. You'll never forget Kaito or Nanook. It will just stop hurting." He smiled softly, his body still pressed against hers.
He sighed, letting he make the next move. Say the next word.