[He murmurs softly, holding her as she cries, encouraging her to let it all out. How long has she held all of this back? Months, years? A decade? He doesn't know, but it feels like a dam bursting, and his only option is to let it wash over him. If things do end here, it's better than her going alone, with little more than the metaphorical blood on her hands and the shards to show for it.
He turns to press a gentle kiss to her temple. So long as she needs it, so long as she holds his shard close to her heart, he won't let her go.]
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[He murmurs softly, holding her as she cries, encouraging her to let it all out. How long has she held all of this back? Months, years? A decade? He doesn't know, but it feels like a dam bursting, and his only option is to let it wash over him. If things do end here, it's better than her going alone, with little more than the metaphorical blood on her hands and the shards to show for it.
He turns to press a gentle kiss to her temple. So long as she needs it, so long as she holds his shard close to her heart, he won't let her go.]