[Even and Riley pulls her in, Ellie remains tense, trembling a little until she buries her face into her neck. The tears, when they come, have to fight their way out. She tries to hold onto them, but she soon gives up.
They're quiet. The kind that happen during the middle of the night, face pressed into a pillow to muffle the uneven breaths.
It's been a long time since she's let herself cry. It's always been explosive, angry or terrified, a heat of the moment thing that couldn't be contained, a crack right down the middle she couldn't hold together. This is different. This is a moment Riley has assured her she has a right to have, to sit down and be human for a bit.
Ellie didn't know what the fuck to do, the one time she saw Riley cry. But it seems like Riley knows.]
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Date: 2014-07-17 04:55 pm (UTC)They're quiet. The kind that happen during the middle of the night, face pressed into a pillow to muffle the uneven breaths.
It's been a long time since she's let herself cry. It's always been explosive, angry or terrified, a heat of the moment thing that couldn't be contained, a crack right down the middle she couldn't hold together. This is different. This is a moment Riley has assured her she has a right to have, to sit down and be human for a bit.
Ellie didn't know what the fuck to do, the one time she saw Riley cry. But it seems like Riley knows.]