[Waver froze when the sobbing started, feeling helpless in watching his friend's grief. He stood stock still, awkwardly patting Feliks' shoulders while he cried his feelings out.
It seemed like the right thing to do.
No words were said-- not because he didn't understand what Feliks was feeling, but because he knew that pain all too well from his own life. But pretty words didn't seem entirely appropriate, at least coming from him.
Feliks had wanted someone who wouldn't coddle him about this entire affair. Waver would do just that, and instead offer quiet support to take it's place.
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It seemed like the right thing to do.
No words were said-- not because he didn't understand what Feliks was feeling, but because he knew that pain all too well from his own life. But pretty words didn't seem entirely appropriate, at least coming from him.
Feliks had wanted someone who wouldn't coddle him about this entire affair. Waver would do just that, and instead offer quiet support to take it's place.
That was all he had the right to do.]