Precisely Reinette fluffed the pillow beneath Jack's head and straightened the sheets about him. Not that it mattered, truly. But again it gave her something to manage. Something she might accomplish, however small.
She listened to Jack's words, a ghost of a smile on her features as well.
Her touch was light as her hand returned to his own, noting Jack's touch. he met it with gentle, careful pressure of her own.
It would be all right, he said.
"I imagine that it will."
They were not the sort to entertain any other option.
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Date: 2010-03-23 03:19 pm (UTC)She listened to Jack's words, a ghost of a smile on her features as well.
Her touch was light as her hand returned to his own, noting Jack's touch. he met it with gentle, careful pressure of her own.
It would be all right, he said.
"I imagine that it will."
They were not the sort to entertain any other option.