[ there’s a silence, at her admission, before roy matches her sigh with one of his own. The guilt he feels is nearly palpable, and he considers saying so, before he quells those emotions and instead speaks quietly: ]
I’m sorry.
[ it’s all he can think of to say, that riza had to deal with that, in addition to taking care of him. ]
[ her eyes close briefly - not exactly a safe move, considering she is the only line of sight in the room when it comes to possible assailants, but she takes the second anyway. just a moment, where her eyes fall closed and she takes a slow breath and is so, so, so thankful to simply have roy here. that she isn't doing this alone. ]
He's doing better. He'll get through this just fine.
[ and that is when riza's eyes open back up again, her eyes falling to him - how close his face is to her's - and then the door. she wants to be able to do more for him, to find a cure, to help him through this. her fingers slow to a stop over his knuckles. ]
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I’m sorry.
[ it’s all he can think of to say, that riza had to deal with that, in addition to taking care of him. ]
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He's doing better. He'll get through this just fine.
[ and that is when riza's eyes open back up again, her eyes falling to him - how close his face is to her's - and then the door. she wants to be able to do more for him, to find a cure, to help him through this. her fingers slow to a stop over his knuckles. ]
You both will.