"This way." Edward moved him back, toward a chair.
There's some sympathy in the not wanting to usher him back on to the bed much closer. That's just -- it would be too much for the clinging stillness he's trying not to let slip through his fingers like sand.
It really isn't possible or probably, but it's happening.
"I didn't see anything out of the ordinary when it started."
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Date: 2010-01-11 03:59 pm (UTC)There's some sympathy in the not wanting to usher him back on to the bed much closer. That's just -- it would be too much for the clinging stillness he's trying not to let slip through his fingers like sand.
It really isn't possible or probably, but it's happening.
"I didn't see anything out of the ordinary when it started."