[He didn't feel any discomfort about the choice that he made that left her in this condition in the first place. Silco couldn't let her die, couldn't lose her, and so he made a choice that he considered any father would: he saved her. He couldn't fathom Singes' declaration that death was sometimes a mercy. Not for her. Not for Jinx.
He felt her weight shift, and he moved to accommodate. He stretched his legs out over the arm of the couch and pressed himself back into the cushions behind him so that there was a few inches extra of room if she wanted to fully lay down and cuddle into him. His arm slipped across her shoulders in a rare show that he might be willing to let this happen.
Not for him. For her.]
We will make it through this phase together. You survived because of Shimmer. [And the doctor, but he'd give that credit mentally only.]
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He felt her weight shift, and he moved to accommodate. He stretched his legs out over the arm of the couch and pressed himself back into the cushions behind him so that there was a few inches extra of room if she wanted to fully lay down and cuddle into him. His arm slipped across her shoulders in a rare show that he might be willing to let this happen.
Not for him. For her.]
We will make it through this phase together. You survived because of Shimmer. [And the doctor, but he'd give that credit mentally only.]