[ her head shakes, but she lifts her hand to cover mark's because the physical contact is like a tether and she lost hers when luthir died and she feels like a balloon set free on a windy day. she'd lost the tiny tether with jade and then she'd lost her anchor with luthir and now she's just...
lost.
words completely fail her, grief making her double over in pain. she tries so hard to keep up the act that she's getting through it and she's okay, she's fine, just keep trucking, because that's what people want to hear, what they want to see, but that tiny brush on contact is her undoing.
maybe she should have put the lion king on in the background. no one would fault her for crying if mufasa just died. ]
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lost.
words completely fail her, grief making her double over in pain. she tries so hard to keep up the act that she's getting through it and she's okay, she's fine, just keep trucking, because that's what people want to hear, what they want to see, but that tiny brush on contact is her undoing.
maybe she should have put the lion king on in the background. no one would fault her for crying if mufasa just died. ]