Camille swoops around him. Sets his head at her shoulder and her arms around his back. It's odd — she knows damn well this isn't her usual M.O., not even with crying kids. Something about this week yanks it out of her.
That said, Mathis was a walking heartache. She doesn't think she's ever seen him close to ease. It's hard to stand aside and do nothing about it.]
[he leans into her, still trying to stifle it. he doesn't-- want to. he was already protected at trial, he doesn't want to always need the support, he doesn't--
[She wishes she'd taken more time to talk to the girl. She was peppy and personable, and therefore easy to dismiss. Camille honed in on hurts, misfits. The bent and battered ones.
Now Mathis is going even further into pieces and she can't do more than repeat cheap clichés to stop it. Without solid material it's hard to eulogize someone. Even a pretty young girl.]
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[at least he can admit it.]
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[She's in better shape though, that much is obvious.]
Was it Nona that got to you? Or Erin?
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It all... happened so quickly.
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[Pow. Chaos.]
She was a sweet girl.
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[...he's trying very hard not to cry.]
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Camille swoops around him. Sets his head at her shoulder and her arms around his back. It's odd — she knows damn well this isn't her usual M.O., not even with crying kids. Something about this week yanks it out of her.
That said, Mathis was a walking heartache. She doesn't think she's ever seen him close to ease. It's hard to stand aside and do nothing about it.]
It's okay. It's okay, I've got you.
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[he leans into her, still trying to stifle it. he doesn't-- want to. he was already protected at trial, he doesn't want to always need the support, he doesn't--
but he doesn't want to pull away.]
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[he just-
didn't think it would be such a short time, for her.]
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[She wishes she'd taken more time to talk to the girl. She was peppy and personable, and therefore easy to dismiss. Camille honed in on hurts, misfits. The bent and battered ones.
Now Mathis is going even further into pieces and she can't do more than repeat cheap clichés to stop it. Without solid material it's hard to eulogize someone. Even a pretty young girl.]
What all did you get up to?