[ oof, that always catches her off guard. she's confused by this one - there's a lot of context she thinks she's missing, but it's okay, she doesn't seem to mind. instead, she gathers him up in her arms and holds him close, not minding the hug at all. she felt the grief, the guilt, and it always amazes her just how hard isaac feels. how hard he is on himself. and maybe seeing the causes, too. ]
Who was that? [ she asks soft, pressing her face against isaac's hair. she'll get back to the necklace in a second. ]
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Who was that? [ she asks soft, pressing her face against isaac's hair. she'll get back to the necklace in a second. ]