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Date: 2012-03-19 08:28 am (UTC)
theoniongirl: (The things we don't say)
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[that staves of her next reaction, which was to suggest the clinic. Times like these really made her miss Len more than ever.

Her voice is soft, worry marring her features.]
I'm so sorry...

[if it occurs to her to ask why he was attacked, she doesn't do it. She knows too well how it feels to be blamed when you're the victim of a crime.

Father forgive me, for I have sinned. I made my brother...

She doesn't reach for him, either. Having just been attacked, that's probably the last thing he wants. Instead, she forces the tiniest of smiles, tilting her head back in the direction she'd come]
Do you want to get out of the rain? There's food and drink just a little further in the village. [and there'd be a chance to see how bad his injuries really were]
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