[ The room goes silent and he's tempted to leave. Not because he doesn't want to talk to her. It's just—what else does he say? What's done is done. She's free of Heleen and can do what she likes instead of having to put up with someone so thoroughly abusive. They could settle down and talk about what she wants to do with her new freedom after the shock on her face wears off.
Inej, of course, has other ideas. Which involve bolting off the couch and straight into him. Her arms wrap around his middle as she shoves her face into his chest, a wobbly sob cutting through the quiet.
Uh. He should've seen this coming, probably.
Awkwardly, he pats her shoulder, an attempt to comfort. Maybe he should've dragged Jes here before this. But then he'd have to explain himself to his friend and he doesn't know where to start with that. ]
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Inej, of course, has other ideas. Which involve bolting off the couch and straight into him. Her arms wrap around his middle as she shoves her face into his chest, a wobbly sob cutting through the quiet.
Uh. He should've seen this coming, probably.
Awkwardly, he pats her shoulder, an attempt to comfort. Maybe he should've dragged Jes here before this. But then he'd have to explain himself to his friend and he doesn't know where to start with that. ]