Erin does take her boots and sword belt off first, but then she climbs into the bed to hold Daisy close, to nestle her head against the back of Daisy's neck and be there for her. Feeling protective, and concerned, and...
Daisy feels small and helpless and lost and everything she hates feeling, but she's also just as tired of being alone as she is tired of caring when caring only gets you hurt.
What good was clinging to a human heart when all it meant was it could still break?
She never quite relaxes, but her breathing slows. It slows until it's almost steady, if not for the little hitches from the discomfort of illness. It slows until Daisy is starting to fall asleep with Erin there holding her.
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hadnoright) wrote2022-11-01 01:56 am
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(We can say it. To ourselves.)
...In love, probably.
She doesn't say anything. There's nothing to say.
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Daisy feels small and helpless and lost and everything she hates feeling, but she's also just as tired of being alone as she is tired of caring when caring only gets you hurt.
What good was clinging to a human heart when all it meant was it could still break?
She never quite relaxes, but her breathing slows. It slows until it's almost steady, if not for the little hitches from the discomfort of illness. It slows until Daisy is starting to fall asleep with Erin there holding her.
And scene?
scene
Daisy grumbles just faintly, and drifts off into an uneasy but real sleep.