(Her voice is more soothing in person than over the communicator. Actually, her being there in general was just soothing. Eddie steps automatically into her arms and rests his face against her chest. It's an odd comfort, and maybe it reminds him of his mother when he was really small, but it's nice to hug a woman like this if only because it felt safe in a warm kind of way.
Eddie doesn't think about getting her shirt dirty, doesn't think much of anything at all except he needs this desperately.)
Everything goes to shit. (He squeaks against her, his voice muffled. Eddie pulls his face up and he's crying very softly. The kind of tears that just go without the sobbing breaths. They run through the chalk and make his face a colorful mess.)
We sa-saw our future, Rogue. Everything is so, so bad.
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Date: 2017-12-25 07:59 am (UTC)(Her voice is more soothing in person than over the communicator. Actually, her being there in general was just soothing. Eddie steps automatically into her arms and rests his face against her chest. It's an odd comfort, and maybe it reminds him of his mother when he was really small, but it's nice to hug a woman like this if only because it felt safe in a warm kind of way.
Eddie doesn't think about getting her shirt dirty, doesn't think much of anything at all except he needs this desperately.)
Everything goes to shit. (He squeaks against her, his voice muffled. Eddie pulls his face up and he's crying very softly. The kind of tears that just go without the sobbing breaths. They run through the chalk and make his face a colorful mess.)
We sa-saw our future, Rogue. Everything is so, so bad.