[ Her silence remains. It's not so long ago that she held Roxas while he cried on her shoulder, too. And this is so chillingly similar, so familiar, her heart is already breaking.
Something is so wrong she might be unable to fix it. And that thought is terrifying.
But right now Luke is crying like something's broken in him, and all she can do -- all she wants to do -- is hold him as tight as she can. One of her arms stays very right around his back, but the other moves up so she can tangle her fingers in his hair and cradle his head against her. After a quiet moment of his tears, she presses a kiss to his forehead, then just keeps on holding him. ]
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Something is so wrong she might be unable to fix it. And that thought is terrifying.
But right now Luke is crying like something's broken in him, and all she can do -- all she wants to do -- is hold him as tight as she can. One of her arms stays very right around his back, but the other moves up so she can tangle her fingers in his hair and cradle his head against her. After a quiet moment of his tears, she presses a kiss to his forehead, then just keeps on holding him. ]