Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
She smiled a little as Loren informed her he planned to attend. ”That’s wonderful. He hasn’t earned his full professorship yet, so I am glad there will be someone there I know who can give honest feedback on his tutelage.” she said. Maybe things would really start to get going at the college now that the blight was passing, and they could focus more broadly on healing like she had always intended.
Phoebe glanced up at him as he apologized, stopping her in her tracks. Her lips parted to inquire what was wrong, but his raised hand stopped her. She simply stared back at him with wide brown eyes as he clarified, and her honeyed gaze softened, suffused with warmth and empathy. ”I understand. I’ve…found myself in a similar time recently.” she said in her gentle tone, sounding far more natural on her soft voice than the yelling in their first encounter. ”Still…if you ever wish to talk or vent about it, my door is always open. Or if you just are lonely and want some company.” she said, sincerity ringing clear in her voice and expression.
