[He feels like he should apologize, again. It's not that he was trying to put anything on her, it's just more of the same inability to see any value in himself. He hates feeling like he's disappointed her somehow.
Especially with how she dismisses the subject and makes quick work of packing things up. They were having a good discussion and, more than that, they'd been having a little fun with dual conversations. And now he'd gone and ruined things for her.
If he'd been paying more attention, he'd have caught her. If he hadn't been so wrapped up in the confusing jumble in his head he'd surely have seen her waver and had that split second to react. As it is the sound of the basket falling catches his attention a fraction of a moment before she falls and he's already spilling from his seat to try to cushion her fall if nothing else.
Too little too late.
He draws her up against his chest, one arm supporting her the other feeling down her arms and hands to check for any injuries.]
no subject
Especially with how she dismisses the subject and makes quick work of packing things up. They were having a good discussion and, more than that, they'd been having a little fun with dual conversations. And now he'd gone and ruined things for her.
If he'd been paying more attention, he'd have caught her. If he hadn't been so wrapped up in the confusing jumble in his head he'd surely have seen her waver and had that split second to react. As it is the sound of the basket falling catches his attention a fraction of a moment before she falls and he's already spilling from his seat to try to cushion her fall if nothing else.
Too little too late.
He draws her up against his chest, one arm supporting her the other feeling down her arms and hands to check for any injuries.]
Lup? What's wrong?