~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote:
Originally Posted by grangerfan8 She didn't know when the roles of comforter had changed, when it was no longer about him and all about her. All she did know was that when they did switch, she held onto him tighter and let her tears flow more freely as she buried her face into his shoulder.
It was a few minutes before her tears slowed, and she relaxed her hold on him a bit. Letting a quiet apology slip past her lips, she did her best to stop the few tears that continued to spill from her eyes. When Arya broke down, he could only hold her tighter, rub her back a little more and whisper quiet apologies to her, wanting nothing more than to make her pain go away. Pain he had caused. Gentleness came from him to cover her as a brutal self-loathing admonished himself internally.
He held her until she quieted, and then he relaxed his grip only slightly, sliding down onto his knees so he could look up at her. One arm remained wrapped about her, the other hand reaching up and gently wiping her tears away.
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