PHOEBE
”No one said you had to change now, or even quickly. Little victories every day.” she said encouragingly, smiling against his shoulder as she rested her head against it. ”It makes sense you would revert. That’s what kept you alive and going for so long.” she said empathetically. Survival instincts were powerful, and his literally had led him to survive, not simply have slightly more comfortable or better outcomes to tough situations.”I don’t think your difficult.” she said with a small smile. She fell silent for a moment, letting her trembling fingers run across his shoulders. ”So you’re 26…how old do you think I am?” she asked with a little smirk, looking up at him.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
