by ToxicShadow » 02/24/2019 6:28 PM
Although a small part of Z hesitated, as the lines had not entirely blurred between them, he reached out, putting his hand on her upper back, specifically her nearest shoulder blade, in a gentle gesture that he hoped would bring her some comfort.
Although he knew that the words were not entirely true, he finally said those words, they spoken at little above a whisper, "It's going to be all right." He knew that such words wouldn't actually change anything, either, they wouldn't change the horrors of the world, but if they could help her, then that was enough.