...No, I'm not sure. [She runs her thumb over Gai's in a soothing, thoughtful gesture. Something to do while she organizes her thoughts.]
I can only imagine what you would tell me. What things you've seen, what you've been forced to do... [She squeezes his hand again, trying to push away the images she had created after Gai recounted his journey home. They were disturbing, but she knew that she would be even more disturbed if she didn't know anything at all about Gai's experiences.]
But maybe it's causing you more fear and anxiety to keep it to yourself and worry what would happen if I found out. But maybe it isn't, in which case... I'm sure I love you. And I'm sure I want to know everything that worries you, everything you love and hate, everything that you wish I wouldn't do...
At the very least, I'm sure I want to hold you while you tell me these things.
September 26th - The Marathon
I can only imagine what you would tell me. What things you've seen, what you've been forced to do... [She squeezes his hand again, trying to push away the images she had created after Gai recounted his journey home. They were disturbing, but she knew that she would be even more disturbed if she didn't know anything at all about Gai's experiences.]
But maybe it's causing you more fear and anxiety to keep it to yourself and worry what would happen if I found out. But maybe it isn't, in which case... I'm sure I love you. And I'm sure I want to know everything that worries you, everything you love and hate, everything that you wish I wouldn't do...
At the very least, I'm sure I want to hold you while you tell me these things.