[He can't lie to her, not if it means she might touch another flower again. He just wants her to stay calm. Even without the full context, he knows that despite her bravado, the memory must have devastating.
He steps toward her, reaching out, concern written across his sunken face.]
Come back over here, okay? It won't happen again if you get away.
truly a cursed image
[He can't lie to her, not if it means she might touch another flower again. He just wants her to stay calm. Even without the full context, he knows that despite her bravado, the memory must have devastating.
He steps toward her, reaching out, concern written across his sunken face.]
Come back over here, okay? It won't happen again if you get away.