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Rachel has been asleep for a couple of hours. Tobias had stood up to wrap a blanket around her shoulders over an hour ago. Now he's sitting in a chair, watching her, sort of.

He's still worried about her, of course, but now he's thinking about... well... what's next. Over two hours morphed human... He's stuck again.

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[theresnodoor]

The first brush, just the sensation of lips and the image of the wickedly sharp beak in her mind, conjures a sob, bowing her head and letting her shoulders shake with it.

"You have potential."

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Don't cry. Please don't cry.

Tobias swallows once. Twice.

"Oh my god," he chokes out in a whisper. "I screwed up." He's ruined everything.

[theresnodoor]

Just when she'd started to understand. Just when she'd promised herself never to ask him again. And now, with all these voices still ringing in her head.

When he whispers, Rachel sobs again, listening to the change in his voice as it hits him.

[whoiwasmeant2be.livejournal.com]

He's not sorry about what he did. Not yet. There hasn't been time for that.

But he's done something to hurt her. Bad.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Can he fix it?

[theresnodoor]

She's in no place to answer him anymore. But she's been at it so long, and slept so fitfully, that there's no a whole lot left in her to sob with.

So she's silent instead, head bowed and breathing heavily.

[whoiwasmeant2be.livejournal.com]

Tobias has never been good with words, and this... isn't helping.

He just kneels on the floor, forehead leaning into her, mind running in circles.

[theresnodoor]

She can do that, leaning a little toward him. And slowly, her arms loosen from around her knees and her hands reach for him.

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He's tense, worried, but his own arms tighten around her in response to her movement. He's still here for her.

He promised.