Everyone is dead. Some of the bodies belong to strangers. Some belong to people she loves dearly. Maybe there's someone she can help there, but she can't look right now. Because she knows she can help S2.
She moves to kneel down in front of him and slowly, gently, reaches out to cup the side of his skull.
"It's all right to cry, dear. When you're sad that someone has died, that's an important feeling. You don't need to hide it away."
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Date: 2016-03-17 06:34 pm (UTC)She moves to kneel down in front of him and slowly, gently, reaches out to cup the side of his skull.
"It's all right to cry, dear. When you're sad that someone has died, that's an important feeling. You don't need to hide it away."