[It is comforting, though she wants to withdraw from the closeness as she did just a minute ago.
I'll give you a few.
That shard of memory is all it takes; Mia draws in one quick, deep breath, crying without opening her eyes again by the time she exhales. It's too late, she doesn't have enough control of herself to stop herself (one hand lifts, sheet-pale and limp, like she wants to cover her face or wipe her eyes but she can't); she remembers, vague and disconnected, that Billy is sleeping and she needs to be quiet because something tore him up so badly he disappeared and begged her to be able to help somebody.
[action, May 29]
I'll give you a few.
That shard of memory is all it takes; Mia draws in one quick, deep breath, crying without opening her eyes again by the time she exhales. It's too late, she doesn't have enough control of herself to stop herself (one hand lifts, sheet-pale and limp, like she wants to cover her face or wipe her eyes but she can't); she remembers, vague and disconnected, that Billy is sleeping and she needs to be quiet because something tore him up so badly he disappeared and begged her to be able to help somebody.
She can't look at Teddy now, not like this.]