There's not really anything Lucy can do but stay here close beside him, doing her best to fend off tears of her own, but for all that she doubts it's actually going to make much difference, at least she doesn't feel entirely useless. She can't fix this, can't take back whatever happened to him, not least when she can't even begin to imagine what that might have been, but she would if she could, and she can stay here beside him until then. Besides, it isn't as if she needs something to fight against when she wouldn't want to be anywhere but at her brother's side, her hand moving slowly over his back, touch featherlight.
She wants to ask who hurt him and where he was, but she doesn't. For one, she's pretty sure she knows the answer to the second. More importantly, though, he shouldn't have to talk about it if he doesn't want to. The details aren't what matter, not at a time like this.
"Hey," she murmurs when he turns his head, her stomach twisting when she gets a better look at him, though she doesn't let on as much. "Do you need — can I get you anything?"
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Date: 2012-11-05 01:11 am (UTC)She wants to ask who hurt him and where he was, but she doesn't. For one, she's pretty sure she knows the answer to the second. More importantly, though, he shouldn't have to talk about it if he doesn't want to. The details aren't what matter, not at a time like this.
"Hey," she murmurs when he turns his head, her stomach twisting when she gets a better look at him, though she doesn't let on as much. "Do you need — can I get you anything?"