[It's easy to believe him, the way Dean can't believe or even understand her. It's easy to let him love her, because it's so much of what she wants, easy to lean on that and accept it and trust, where her confidence in her own resilience is shaky, that he wouldn't lead her astray, not in this.
Soon, she'll be able to deal with it all. There's a box called soon where she can shove it all until then, sturdy with I promise. And she can't forget it, exactly, not. But she can stop trying to hold it all.]
Okay.
[He's such a good brother. It makes her ache so much better than all her other aches, makes her feel tired and warm instead of scraped and hollow. One of her hands finds his, squeezes his fingers lightly.]
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[It's easy to believe him, the way Dean can't believe or even understand her. It's easy to let him love her, because it's so much of what she wants, easy to lean on that and accept it and trust, where her confidence in her own resilience is shaky, that he wouldn't lead her astray, not in this.
Soon, she'll be able to deal with it all. There's a box called soon where she can shove it all until then, sturdy with I promise. And she can't forget it, exactly, not. But she can stop trying to hold it all.]
Okay.
[He's such a good brother. It makes her ache so much better than all her other aches, makes her feel tired and warm instead of scraped and hollow. One of her hands finds his, squeezes his fingers lightly.]