Hearing his voice, even when she has her arms wrapped around him, is a
relief. Sybil feels as if she could cry, tears of joy for the most part,
their return to Darrow something that she thought would never come.
“My love. You’re alright?” As if something might have happened in the scant
few hours since she saw him last, or in getting back to her apartment.
“I was so worried-“ Though it seems wrong, now, to worry that she should be
reunited with her family again and to never see Darrow, it is still what
she feels.
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Date: 2014-07-30 02:46 am (UTC)Hearing his voice, even when she has her arms wrapped around him, is a relief. Sybil feels as if she could cry, tears of joy for the most part, their return to Darrow something that she thought would never come.
“My love. You’re alright?” As if something might have happened in the scant few hours since she saw him last, or in getting back to her apartment.
“I was so worried-“ Though it seems wrong, now, to worry that she should be reunited with her family again and to never see Darrow, it is still what she feels.