Rising Sun Valley Wake me

She’d feel the girl’s shameful flinch and how her words darted from one response to the next, as if none would quite satisfy, or otherwise convey muddled thoughts adequately. Perhaps these were attempts to keep her novel acquaintance at a certain distance, but Tauris believed it more likely that Reverie wrestled with some sort of internal turmoil. A sinking sadness pooled with that.

Fuck, she wasn’t good at this. Wasn’t good with emotions or talking. She’d always known it, and everyone who met her knew it too as soon as she opened her mouth. She had no comforting bedside manner, no knowledge on how to take away hurt.

Except, she knew how to be a sister. So that is what Tauris did.

“Hey, you’re ok. Do you wanna… talk about it?” She asked and settled herself at Reverie’s side.