She nods and smiles at him, doesn't speak because she's pretty sure whatever she says will make him get lost in his own mind again. So she instead lets him get settled before reaching over to turn off the light. Soon only moonlight filters into the room and lets her know he's awake. She would touch him, run her fingers over his head if she knew it would help him. But she knows it would make things worse...she...hasn't been able to do that for him for a long time now. Comfort him....physically at any rate. So she sits there, a silent soldier for however long he needs her to be one.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2018-03-19 03:16 am (UTC)