[The wince that comes when Tim hits the ground is entirely out of sympathy for the bruises he's going to have tomorrow, and it serves to diffuse the lingering fear, leaving not much except for guilt and melancholy.
It hurts seeing Tim this way, the volatile emotions and the fact that he's so obviously struggling and has been bottling it for god knows how long.
When she moves again, it's to kneel down beside him and take one of his hands in hers while the other goes to his shoulder. She wants to pull him into a hug, but she's not going to force it on him, so she makes do with very light guidance. If he tries to pull away, she'll let go, but if he doesn't resist he's getting tugged into her for a proper hug.]
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It hurts seeing Tim this way, the volatile emotions and the fact that he's so obviously struggling and has been bottling it for god knows how long.
When she moves again, it's to kneel down beside him and take one of his hands in hers while the other goes to his shoulder. She wants to pull him into a hug, but she's not going to force it on him, so she makes do with very light guidance. If he tries to pull away, she'll let go, but if he doesn't resist he's getting tugged into her for a proper hug.]
I'm here right now, I'm not going anywhere.
[That's the best she can offer him.]