Koh Comfort

[adifferentlife]

Her days at the hospital have been long since the faceless victims started arriving. With no idea what is causing it or how they can even breathe, it's been important to watch and record every moment of their time at the hospital. A task that has fallen to Sybil as a nurse's aide and even the other late term nursing students, in an attempt to relieve the burden on the nurses and doctors.

Still, she's not home much after dinner tonight, exhausted though she may be. Sybil had called Henri on a quick break, asking him to meet her at her apartment and to bring dinner if he might. All she wishes to do is to see him and curl up in his arms and hear that all will be well, even if it truly will not.

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[adifferentlife]

"My Grandmother would also complain that France was very full of the French," she answered teasingly, stretching to kiss him before settling against his side. "Something I've never minded at all."

[jaimemieux]

“I should introduce your grandmother to my friend Courfeyrac. He once traveled to London and was fond of saying it was a most depressing place, on account of the rain and the overabundance of Englishmen.” Combeferre squeezed her gently as the television screen filled with color and the film’s opening music began to play. “But I am glad to hear you hold much more leniency towards we French as a nation."

[adifferentlife]

She has to giggle at that, imagining the horror of those two having a conversation. "Made even more lenient through the Frenchmen of my acquaintance."

[jaimemieux]

Combeferre laughed and dropped a kiss to the top of her head. “Then I have been a positive influence.” A pause. “I am glad to see you smile, cherie."

[adifferentlife]

It's such a change from when she first came into her rooms, and she's glad of it too. "I am as well. Thank you, my darling."