[ She didn't want him to know what it was like, honestly. Sharing experiences and achieving an understanding with friends... that sort of thing was important, but knowing that Roxas had felt the same bewildered pain that she had felt? ]
I'm sorry. [ Maybe there was no point in saying that, but Mary truly feels an ache in her chest, like a more prolonged sting from how sharply she feels it. He shouldn't have had to feel that. And, almost like him, she's not entirely sure what would be a comforting gesture here. Tell him to eat his ice cream before it melted completely? Talk about it more?
She glances down at their hands, and squeezes his fingers, thumb passing over the back of his hand. Maybe it's just that, letting him know she's here too. ]
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I'm sorry. [ Maybe there was no point in saying that, but Mary truly feels an ache in her chest, like a more prolonged sting from how sharply she feels it. He shouldn't have had to feel that. And, almost like him, she's not entirely sure what would be a comforting gesture here. Tell him to eat his ice cream before it melted completely? Talk about it more?
She glances down at their hands, and squeezes his fingers, thumb passing over the back of his hand. Maybe it's just that, letting him know she's here too. ]