[ Lux saw it happening just before it did, his body crumpling in on itself. It was no longer a question of giving him space, the blond moving quickly to crouch by his side. She couldn't catch him--not in her state--and judging from his initial reaction when she tried to embrace him, anything beyond very basic physical contact might send him on an even deeper spiral.
She reached out her left hand, placing it firmly on his shoulder, letting him cry it out. It hurt to see him like this, knowing there was nothing she could do but listen and be there. Was that enough? She didn't think so. ]
It's okay...
[ Her voice was soft, encouraging, although she wasn't sure he would actually hear her words. She scarcely noticed the illusionary prison fading into nonexistence, that once it had completely disappeared, she was left a bit stunned.
...It didn't seem right. It didn't seem fair, and Jack's frustrations only solidified that fact. He should have gotten closure, something to look forward to, to move toward. Not this. ]
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She reached out her left hand, placing it firmly on his shoulder, letting him cry it out. It hurt to see him like this, knowing there was nothing she could do but listen and be there. Was that enough? She didn't think so. ]
It's okay...
[ Her voice was soft, encouraging, although she wasn't sure he would actually hear her words. She scarcely noticed the illusionary prison fading into nonexistence, that once it had completely disappeared, she was left a bit stunned.
...It didn't seem right. It didn't seem fair, and Jack's frustrations only solidified that fact. He should have gotten closure, something to look forward to, to move toward. Not this. ]
You're not a screw-up.
[ She gripped his shoulder firmly. ]
You're not...