Change is daunting. It is terrifying. As haunting in its promise of uncertainty as the inky depths of the ocean at night— each step must be taken carefully, slowly, lest the waves rise up as one slips to tumble beneath them.
Fortunately for Benedict, Gabranth has done this before.
Yet his brother would offer more, were he here (he ought to be here: the one to steady those around him, to inspire and brace and better it all by virtue of a steadfast heart). For that reason, perhaps, Gabranth’s gloved hand hovers for a single, uncertain moment—
—before resting briefly across the slight span of Benedict’s shoulder.
“Decide which of us will relay the information. I will follow your determination."
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Date: 2021-04-20 02:33 am (UTC)Fortunately for Benedict, Gabranth has done this before.
Yet his brother would offer more, were he here (he ought to be here: the one to steady those around him, to inspire and brace and better it all by virtue of a steadfast heart). For that reason, perhaps, Gabranth’s gloved hand hovers for a single, uncertain moment—
—before resting briefly across the slight span of Benedict’s shoulder.
“Decide which of us will relay the information. I will follow your determination."