"Chris..." It's not that she doesn't feel safe with him, or that she's worried about hurting him with it. It's that she doesn't do this. Wolfe has managed because he's... him. And Cinder just... Cinder... used to...
Her face scrunches as she inhales a sharp breath, tears rolling down her cheeks as the reminder that Cinder was always there for her, climbed the fucking tower in the Up in the middle of winter to get to her, opened her heart and encouraged those around her to do the same hits her. Dreams, she... she should have told Cinder more often how much she appreciated the woman, that she loved her as a friend, too. But she didn't, and now...
Her arms wrap around Chris as she presses her face into the top of his shoulder, trembling and tears falling freely now. It hurts. Dreams, it hurts and there's no fixing this. There's no getting better. There's no making this right, because she's just... gone.
"I wasn't ready-- f-for this. I'm not... I can't..." It doesn't matter, though. There's no changing that her oldest friend in Duplicity is simply... gone.
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Her face scrunches as she inhales a sharp breath, tears rolling down her cheeks as the reminder that Cinder was always there for her, climbed the fucking tower in the Up in the middle of winter to get to her, opened her heart and encouraged those around her to do the same hits her. Dreams, she... she should have told Cinder more often how much she appreciated the woman, that she loved her as a friend, too. But she didn't, and now...
Her arms wrap around Chris as she presses her face into the top of his shoulder, trembling and tears falling freely now. It hurts. Dreams, it hurts and there's no fixing this. There's no getting better. There's no making this right, because she's just... gone.
"I wasn't ready-- f-for this. I'm not... I can't..." It doesn't matter, though. There's no changing that her oldest friend in Duplicity is simply... gone.