[ It isn't fair to him, for her to hear all of this. He heard what will always be the most painful thing she's ever gone through, but it wasn't an exchange like this, a moment of overhearing a heated conversation. She continues gathering, moving as fast as she can, but she won't forget what she's heard. How could she, when it's clear this is something traumatizing, the tones, the words. It isn't her place to ask for more details and push him to hurt further, but when she's finally finished and he asks his question, she lets out a breath. ]
They're worth despising, that's for sure.
[ Her voice is quiet, and she can't help that she's looking at Sylvain like she wants to wrap him in a warm hug. He asked her about Jamie, but this is at the front of her mind now, making sure he's alright. ]
I think we can go, we have plenty, and neither of us needs to hear anymore. Come on.
[ She reaches out to lightly squeeze his arm, the basket on her arm nice and full thanks to her hastiness. ]
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They're worth despising, that's for sure.
[ Her voice is quiet, and she can't help that she's looking at Sylvain like she wants to wrap him in a warm hug. He asked her about Jamie, but this is at the front of her mind now, making sure he's alright. ]
I think we can go, we have plenty, and neither of us needs to hear anymore. Come on.
[ She reaches out to lightly squeeze his arm, the basket on her arm nice and full thanks to her hastiness. ]