[with a nod, Kara stands, offering her hand to help Will up. She won't drop his hand, though, holding it all the way to her house if he'll let her.
Once inside, Kara goes through the ritual of closing the door and putting her protective chair in front of it, wedged at an angle under the doorknob. Then she gestures for Will to follow her to the first room on the right, the entertainment center he's halfway done painting. Kara has only the vaguest ideas of who they are, but the Star Wars characters? Look amazing.
She sits on the couch, curling one leg under the other, and mimes for Will to do the same before she grabs two throw pillows, handing him one and curling her arms around the other. It's not stuffed animals, but Will's does have a giraffe on it, so it's close.
When she speaks, it's soft, and if he's not ready, that's okay, but she tilts her head, inviting him to let it all out.]
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Once inside, Kara goes through the ritual of closing the door and putting her protective chair in front of it, wedged at an angle under the doorknob. Then she gestures for Will to follow her to the first room on the right, the entertainment center he's halfway done painting. Kara has only the vaguest ideas of who they are, but the Star Wars characters? Look amazing.
She sits on the couch, curling one leg under the other, and mimes for Will to do the same before she grabs two throw pillows, handing him one and curling her arms around the other. It's not stuffed animals, but Will's does have a giraffe on it, so it's close.
When she speaks, it's soft, and if he's not ready, that's okay, but she tilts her head, inviting him to let it all out.]
Will, what happened?