[The note book slides off the bed, its pages folding and fluttering as Reira nods softly. They'll be safe. Ron, her...and everyone in the house. They'll be safe....]
...Okay...
[It is easier to sit like this. In silence, in peaceful silence, and safety. Reira's weeping slowly comes to its end, her eyes on the fallen notebook, and soon perhaps, it becomes 'alright' to speak again.
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...Okay...
[It is easier to sit like this. In silence, in peaceful silence, and safety. Reira's weeping slowly comes to its end, her eyes on the fallen notebook, and soon perhaps, it becomes 'alright' to speak again.
Not her though.
She won't be initiating this conversation.]