Watching them, she leans against a tree and shakes out her arms. Junior can get heavy when she's been holding her for a while.
After the shake of her arms, she folds them over her chest, letting her smile turn a little bit rueful. "I'm sorry."
She hates apologizing for something she's felt is for the best under the circumstances they've found themselves in, but... she is sorry.
"I'm sorry this is so hard."
And it's not all her fault, of course; she knows better than to think that way. But some of it is.
Moving closer, one of her arms curling around his waist and the opposite hand cupping around one of Junior's, she looks up at the sky and goes on before he can say anything in response. "It looks like rain."
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Date: 2007-05-16 04:38 am (UTC)After the shake of her arms, she folds them over her chest, letting her smile turn a little bit rueful. "I'm sorry."
She hates apologizing for something she's felt is for the best under the circumstances they've found themselves in, but... she is sorry.
"I'm sorry this is so hard."
And it's not all her fault, of course; she knows better than to think that way. But some of it is.
Moving closer, one of her arms curling around his waist and the opposite hand cupping around one of Junior's, she looks up at the sky and goes on before he can say anything in response. "It looks like rain."