If I can help one fainting robin unto his nest again
I shall not live in vain
I shall not live in vain
There is little else Harper can do but leave her to her thoughts, giving her what privacy he can by not prying into the bond to measure the crest and fall of her emotions. Most of what he can provide is guidance, a few markers on the most immediate path forward to help try to keep her within the lines until she strays and stumbles once more, and the cycle will repeat again. The rest of the growing - and the rest of her choices - is her own to command.
It's hard not to react to the hurt, doubt, and grief that he can feel emanating from her. Perhaps that's why her ensuing sentiment takes him so off guard considering it seems at odds with what he's feeling from her. Stunned, it takes him a half-second to wave away the sudden static in his head and make room for the overwhelming tidal wave of humility and love that wraps like a blanket around her in immediate response.
Flying a little closer, Harper touches the tip of his longest primary feather against her own, wishing they were in forms better fit for embraces. I love you too, sweetheart. I'll always be here - no matter what you need me for. Day or night - as he has already proven.
It's hard not to react to the hurt, doubt, and grief that he can feel emanating from her. Perhaps that's why her ensuing sentiment takes him so off guard considering it seems at odds with what he's feeling from her. Stunned, it takes him a half-second to wave away the sudden static in his head and make room for the overwhelming tidal wave of humility and love that wraps like a blanket around her in immediate response.
Flying a little closer, Harper touches the tip of his longest primary feather against her own, wishing they were in forms better fit for embraces. I love you too, sweetheart. I'll always be here - no matter what you need me for. Day or night - as he has already proven.
