As she moved, his hands came up to cup her shoulders, but lightly. "Pippa, please ..." Please what? Open up and show your wounds? God help them, if she can't trust him enough to confide in, how will she ever be able to speak to anyone else?
"You're not fine, sweet." He'd meant to ease gradually into the topic of Pippa getting professional help, but having seen the storm fury behind that careful facade, he knows there will be no easing here. "You're hurting and angry, and you can't keep that bottled up forever."
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Date: 2008-10-20 07:10 am (UTC)"You're not fine, sweet." He'd meant to ease gradually into the topic of Pippa getting professional help, but having seen the storm fury behind that careful facade, he knows there will be no easing here. "You're hurting and angry, and you can't keep that bottled up forever."