"Cassian." Slowly, she draws their clasped hands down into her lap, pulling his hands closer to her, like she can pull him closer to her, sooth some broken edge with her presence alone. She finds this a devastating failure because she's setting impossible standards for herself.
"Is this lucky?" Her voice pitches up a little in disbelief. "If it were it wouldn't hurt so much to get out of bed in the morning because you hate everything about yourself, second guessing every single decision and choice you've ever made until you feel physically ill. There is nothing lucky about surviving, Cassian."
That was maybe too bitter to be helpful and she puffs out a short sigh before trying again. "You have a heart, losing people shouldn't be easy."
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"Cassian." Slowly, she draws their clasped hands down into her lap, pulling his hands closer to her, like she can pull him closer to her, sooth some broken edge with her presence alone. She finds this a devastating failure because she's setting impossible standards for herself.
"Is this lucky?" Her voice pitches up a little in disbelief. "If it were it wouldn't hurt so much to get out of bed in the morning because you hate everything about yourself, second guessing every single decision and choice you've ever made until you feel physically ill. There is nothing lucky about surviving, Cassian."
That was maybe too bitter to be helpful and she puffs out a short sigh before trying again. "You have a heart, losing people shouldn't be easy."