[It isn't really surprising to see that Krile is doing her damnedest to hold it together. She has always been a girl that prides her self on being strong and self sufficient. All that aside, she is still a kid who just lost someone close to her. And really, it would be good if someone could cry. For his own part, he has reached a plateau of numbness and internalization that makes it difficult to contemplate it.
She shouldn't have to be like that.
He closes the distance and stands beside her, one arm looped around her shoulders and a hand resting on the side of her head in a side-hug. The yawning feeling in his chest tells him this is as much for his benefit as it is for hers.]
[quicklog--Krile]
She shouldn't have to be like that.
He closes the distance and stands beside her, one arm looped around her shoulders and a hand resting on the side of her head in a side-hug. The yawning feeling in his chest tells him this is as much for his benefit as it is for hers.]