[The tune, at least, was helping to calm her down. The way he was handling her now, it felt like it was okay to cry, like it was okay to be scared and not want to let go. Being held this way made it feel like it really was okay to feel and be small, and have a tiny part of herself hope that the dark she was so scared of would go away once the song was finished.
She was still being quiet about it, but her shoulders continue to shake and her hands continue to hold on to him. If that was what one memory had been like, she didn't want to get the others back. She doesn't want to know what else could possibly happen to Frey solely because he had had the misfortune of becoming part of her life.]
[Febuary 20th - Evening]
She was still being quiet about it, but her shoulders continue to shake and her hands continue to hold on to him. If that was what one memory had been like, she didn't want to get the others back. She doesn't want to know what else could possibly happen to Frey solely because he had had the misfortune of becoming part of her life.]