Thomas wanted to embrace Daine, too, but a lifetime of a proper English upbringing made it seem strangely inappropriate, even if she had become a dear friend. It was easier to hold Kitten, who was more animal-like, at the very least in appearance.
"It seems surreal," he said quietly. "After everything she's been through, after everything she's survived--" The death of both of her parents, Lucille, him. Everything that had happened to her at the Peak. She had survived all of it when Thomas himself hadn't. For her to be dead and him to be alive seemed like the most perverse part of all of it.
"I need to arrange for her funeral, for-- for a wake, perhaps. I'm not certain what she would have wanted. We never discussed it." They were married too briefly for it to ever come up, and here... who would have thought something would happen to them here?
Thomas finally adjusted his hold on Kit, settling her in the crook of one arm so his other hand was free to cover Daine's, to squeeze gently.
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"It seems surreal," he said quietly. "After everything she's been through, after everything she's survived--" The death of both of her parents, Lucille, him. Everything that had happened to her at the Peak. She had survived all of it when Thomas himself hadn't. For her to be dead and him to be alive seemed like the most perverse part of all of it.
"I need to arrange for her funeral, for-- for a wake, perhaps. I'm not certain what she would have wanted. We never discussed it." They were married too briefly for it to ever come up, and here... who would have thought something would happen to them here?
Thomas finally adjusted his hold on Kit, settling her in the crook of one arm so his other hand was free to cover Daine's, to squeeze gently.