[Oh. Well. Shit. She didn't...mean to do that? But maybe it's better because it doesn't take a genius to see that Sasuke's been holding onto a lot and this whole thing is making everything much harder. She should maybe say something.
But she doesn't, because that would be counterproductive, so she settles for holding his hands and letting him cry. It's fine, nobody else is here. It's probably safer in here than out there anyway.
Normally she'd hug people but she's also not sure Sasuke's receptive to that right now, so this is a healthy compromise until she gets a better read.
And yet, all she can really think at the end of it is "finally."]
[The crying is blessedly short. It takes him a few minutes, hands clinging to hers, until he's dried out, exhausted, but... strangely more free. And maybe a tad bit embarrassed. He's not... exactly sure why he felt the need to cry in the first place.
Just... a lot of everything. It makes sense.]
...Sorry.
[Now he tries to draw at least one hand back so he can rub the back of his wrist over his face. But he won't lift his head...]
[She lets him take a hand back, still holding the other one if he's going to let her. She's also shrugging a little when he apologizes.]
It happens. ...feeling any better? [The real question is does Sasuke still want to mute literally everything. She's kind of hoping no, but it's his choice in the end.
On the other hand, she's using her free hand to fish out a package of tissues if he wants those instead of his wrist.]
[At least he's honest. Turning his head, he gives it a shake dismissively at the offered tissue. It's fine. He got most of it off with his wrist and the back of his hand.]
[There's a surprising amount of grace and talent when he goes from sitting to standing in one fluid motion. He wipes his face once with his arm and then clears his throat.
And then he just turns and leaves because, yeah, boys.]
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But she doesn't, because that would be counterproductive, so she settles for holding his hands and letting him cry. It's fine, nobody else is here. It's probably safer in here than out there anyway.
Normally she'd hug people but she's also not sure Sasuke's receptive to that right now, so this is a healthy compromise until she gets a better read.
And yet, all she can really think at the end of it is "finally."]
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Just... a lot of everything. It makes sense.]
...Sorry.
[Now he tries to draw at least one hand back so he can rub the back of his wrist over his face. But he won't lift his head...]
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It happens. ...feeling any better? [The real question is does Sasuke still want to mute literally everything. She's kind of hoping no, but it's his choice in the end.
On the other hand, she's using her free hand to fish out a package of tissues if he wants those instead of his wrist.]
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[At least he's honest. Turning his head, he gives it a shake dismissively at the offered tissue. It's fine. He got most of it off with his wrist and the back of his hand.]
I'm going to go.
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...I hope later...you'll forgive yourself and stop feeling stupid. [She shrugs a little.] You know how to find me if you need anything else.
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[There's a surprising amount of grace and talent when he goes from sitting to standing in one fluid motion. He wipes his face once with his arm and then clears his throat.
And then he just turns and leaves because, yeah, boys.]