Hushed Willows you're gonna be a long time

brilliance is quiet and delight holds his breath, waiting for -- something: condemnation, forgiveness, maybe just acceptance. instead she bursts into sobs and his heart shatters. instinctively delight swoops close, pulling her into his weak embrace, his voice shaking when he speaks. "i know," he says, "you didn't -- it's not your fault, brilliance, i promise." how long has she felt like that? it makes sense, he supposes (and she is his daughter after all) -- foolish of him to not think to comfort her sooner. weak and pathetic. not what she needs right now, so -- he swallows those thoughts back down and holds her, hoping she will believe him.