[If nothing else, Cami can at least offer him someone who understands that there is nothing he should be doing in this moment. The emotions are too much, deep and overwhelming, and the best anyone can hope for is to not drown as they pull them too far down to let them breathe. So he doesn’t have to hug her, although she won’t be letting go of him once she feels the slight way his weight shift. And he doesn’t have to let those tears fall, but Cami will still be there if he can’t hold them back.]
I know. I think he’s been sent back to your world. [She rubs his hand across his back, the motion soft and meant to be soothing. She doesn’t say anything more than that, to acknowledge the truth that Wirt himself has to, in hopes that the mess now welling within him might find a way out in the silence. All she can do for him is provide an outlet, someone to scream at or cry on, someone to be there even when the world feels suddenly far too vast and empty.]
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I know. I think he’s been sent back to your world. [She rubs his hand across his back, the motion soft and meant to be soothing. She doesn’t say anything more than that, to acknowledge the truth that Wirt himself has to, in hopes that the mess now welling within him might find a way out in the silence. All she can do for him is provide an outlet, someone to scream at or cry on, someone to be there even when the world feels suddenly far too vast and empty.]