[She hesitates just the tiniest moment, because that is a lot of blood, like Dylan on the bridge a lot of blood, but she fixed him, and something in her says she can help here, too. She hopes.
But hope is what they have, right? It's all anybody ever has, really: hope and maybe determination if they're lucky. So she crouches down in front of him, balancing on her toes, arms crossed on top of her knees. The look she recognizes from Harper lately. Her Harper, anyway, if not the one here. She doesn't know enough about the one here yet for there to be a lately. The burns are obvious, too. The blood... she'll figure out.
The cigarette gets a small, unhappy grimace, just a flash of an expression and gone. One thing at a time. For now, she meets his eyes, as well as she can considering, and smiles.]
I haven't seen the kids yet, but that doesn't mean I can't help you, too.
[Her expression is soft and careful, not as sure of itself as her words.]
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But hope is what they have, right? It's all anybody ever has, really: hope and maybe determination if they're lucky. So she crouches down in front of him, balancing on her toes, arms crossed on top of her knees. The look she recognizes from Harper lately. Her Harper, anyway, if not the one here. She doesn't know enough about the one here yet for there to be a lately. The burns are obvious, too. The blood... she'll figure out.
The cigarette gets a small, unhappy grimace, just a flash of an expression and gone. One thing at a time. For now, she meets his eyes, as well as she can considering, and smiles.]
I haven't seen the kids yet, but that doesn't mean I can't help you, too.
[Her expression is soft and careful, not as sure of itself as her words.]
I'm Trance.