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Sayori had expected for Quint and Cora to simply continue their conversation, sharing their tears of joy and sorrow as they held one another for the first time since this all started. For that reason, she hadn't expected the little tug on her skirt, her expression just a bit surprised as she turned her attention toward him and listened to his little request. While she still had just a sliver of doubt in her, it seemed like his expression was genuine, the man truly wanting her near him despite their history.
The fact that he still seemed to find her presence comforting made her heart ache with relief and shame. He was such a kind man, still trying to reach out to her despite what she had coerced him into. She couldn't fathom why he still wanted her touch, that he didn't seem to be reluctant. Was he struggling with reconciling it on the inside, or did he just want to force it down into the back of his memory and pretend everything was alright?
"Mm," was her little noise of acknowledgement. Moving a little closer to him, she knelt down before sitting on the tile and tucking her legs slightly to the side so she could gently lean against him. After a moment of hesitation, she rested her head against his shoulder, her body relaxing as she felt that familiar coolness of his skin.
"It hasn't been very long but did you... still look forward to seeing me?" Her voice was soft, a bit of vulnerability in it. He had once said that he would always look forward to seeing her and hearing her laugh, but she just wasn't sure if that was still true anymore. At the time, she had felt broken, clinging to Quint as the only thing that might keep her afloat. He had been so adamant in his promise, in telling her that he would always be looking forward to when they would meet again. In her heart, she needed to hear that he still wanted her to stay, even though he didn't need her anymore. She hadn't noticed, but her eyes had misted just a bit, those beautiful brown eyes becoming glossy as they avoided the man's eyes.
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Jesse nodded and sighed once more, simply watching as they took Vin's shirt off and applied the goop to him. He looked pretty bad, but if what Jameson said was true, then he would probably be better in no time. The mention of this miracle goop doing wonders sparked a little bit of hope in her heart, but she dared not fan it into flame. She probably wouldn't need to though, the possibility of him being healed being something that she simply couldn't resist latching on to. Jesse needed him to be okay, and she couldn't think of anything else to do.
Popping his head into the curtain, Robert interjected, "didn't he tell you to drink some of that stuff too? Maybe it could help some of Tommy's internal injuries. It couldn't hurt to try at least. Based on how well Vin's doing, the medicine seems to be non-toxic when ingested." For a moment he looked at each of them before he sheepishly added, "sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you, I just couldn't help but overhear."
The fact that he still seemed to find her presence comforting made her heart ache with relief and shame. He was such a kind man, still trying to reach out to her despite what she had coerced him into. She couldn't fathom why he still wanted her touch, that he didn't seem to be reluctant. Was he struggling with reconciling it on the inside, or did he just want to force it down into the back of his memory and pretend everything was alright?
"Mm," was her little noise of acknowledgement. Moving a little closer to him, she knelt down before sitting on the tile and tucking her legs slightly to the side so she could gently lean against him. After a moment of hesitation, she rested her head against his shoulder, her body relaxing as she felt that familiar coolness of his skin.
"It hasn't been very long but did you... still look forward to seeing me?" Her voice was soft, a bit of vulnerability in it. He had once said that he would always look forward to seeing her and hearing her laugh, but she just wasn't sure if that was still true anymore. At the time, she had felt broken, clinging to Quint as the only thing that might keep her afloat. He had been so adamant in his promise, in telling her that he would always be looking forward to when they would meet again. In her heart, she needed to hear that he still wanted her to stay, even though he didn't need her anymore. She hadn't noticed, but her eyes had misted just a bit, those beautiful brown eyes becoming glossy as they avoided the man's eyes.
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Jesse nodded and sighed once more, simply watching as they took Vin's shirt off and applied the goop to him. He looked pretty bad, but if what Jameson said was true, then he would probably be better in no time. The mention of this miracle goop doing wonders sparked a little bit of hope in her heart, but she dared not fan it into flame. She probably wouldn't need to though, the possibility of him being healed being something that she simply couldn't resist latching on to. Jesse needed him to be okay, and she couldn't think of anything else to do.
Popping his head into the curtain, Robert interjected, "didn't he tell you to drink some of that stuff too? Maybe it could help some of Tommy's internal injuries. It couldn't hurt to try at least. Based on how well Vin's doing, the medicine seems to be non-toxic when ingested." For a moment he looked at each of them before he sheepishly added, "sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you, I just couldn't help but overhear."