[If he weren't reeling from everything taking place right now, he'd probably be overwhelmed by the thought of having her face against his chest. There's no room for embarrassment though, not now, as she soaks the front of his chest with tears. The more she cries the damper it becomes, but he doesn't care. He'll hold her until she stops and beyond that. Not until she pulls away from him herself.
Hearing her say his name again is like a dream. He feels himself being lifted up with the very utterance. All he can do is rub her back, in an attempt to soothe. He'll give her whatever comfort he can, after all.]
Princess Asseylum...it's going to be okay, I promise.
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Hearing her say his name again is like a dream. He feels himself being lifted up with the very utterance. All he can do is rub her back, in an attempt to soothe. He'll give her whatever comfort he can, after all.]
Princess Asseylum...it's going to be okay, I promise.