We're Riding Solo

[digthefuzz]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and any visitors!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: The Huntress!
When: From now-ish until later-ish?! Go nuts!

[Time to get away from the icy ravages of the planet? Or see what happens when the Huntress tries to make the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs? All your threading needs are here!]

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[killedwithlove]

[Cole doesn't know how to comfort her. He had been scared of this happening, months ago, and now it has and he wants it to be something they can change, but they can't.

He hopes Jove's Cole will do his best for Elize when she gets there.

He rocks her back and forth and hums a soft tune that he heard in the Courtyard of Skyhold.]

[princessia]

[ The humming makes her sobbing neither more or less. It's taking longer for her to calm herself and control her tears, to accept the sad truth. She keeps her face buried into his chest, shuddering slightly and continuing to whimper. ]

[killedwithlove]

[The thing about Cole is, he won't offer platitudes or empty words. He will offer comfort, he will be there with and for her, and he has near infinite patience for this sort of thing.

He sits and holds her and lets her cry it out. It's what she needs. And he has nowhere else to be.]

[princessia]

[ It takes her about a minute or two for her to ease up on her crying. A long two minutes is what it feels like. Crying it out has her drained until all she can return to are weak, small whimpers and sniffles.

Thinking about Cullen and the happy memories she had might be enough to tip her back into further tears. She had been crying on and off throughout the day. She does feel better though, at least for the time being. ]

...thank you.

[killedwithlove]

[Cole still sits and hums and waits and pets her softly and waits.

When he stops sobbing, when she's worn out from it and ready to talk, he tucks her hair behind her ear.]

You're welcome?

Do you want some water?

[princessia]

[ She gives a wordless nod and slowly pries herself away from him. Standing, she holds her stuffed animal with one arm and holds her other hand out to Cole. She wants to head to the kitchen together. ]

[killedwithlove]

[He bends and picks her up instead. His strength is a little too much for his frame at times, but right now, he's almost got a glow with the energies of helping, caring, sharing.

He'll carry her on one body hip to the kitchen if she'll let him.]

[princessia]

[ It gives her a brief start when he lifts her up. She'd normally complain that she can walk on her own, but she doesn't really have it in her to squirm or protest against being carried. ]

[killedwithlove]

[Cole keeps her close while he walks, like he's hugging her while they move.

He will have to put her down in the kitchen to get her drink though.]