Yeah...I don't think that part ever really goes away. And maybe it shouldn't. It's...an expression of love, you know? Missing somebody.
[Poor Peter. He invited her to hang out with him and listen to adventure stories, but somehow it came to this. She lifts her hand, wanting to comfort him, but having no idea what to do or if he even wants to be touched. So her fingers just sort of hover awkwardly in the air before eventually drifting back down to her lap.]
...Just a second.
[She pushes herself up to her feet and races for the bathroom. WOW RUDE SHE COULDN'T HOLD IT FOR LATER? ...And she comes back with the roll of toilet paper. Her nose runs when she cries, so this way he won't have to use his sleeves. She sits right next to him again, and maybe leans in just a touch more to lend him her warmth.]
Anyway, well...it seems like you're doing something about it, honoring his memory by punching bad guys and protecting people. I actually really admire that, especially knowing what you told me just now. That takes real strength.
no subject
[Poor Peter. He invited her to hang out with him and listen to adventure stories, but somehow it came to this. She lifts her hand, wanting to comfort him, but having no idea what to do or if he even wants to be touched. So her fingers just sort of hover awkwardly in the air before eventually drifting back down to her lap.]
...Just a second.
[She pushes herself up to her feet and races for the bathroom. WOW RUDE SHE COULDN'T HOLD IT FOR LATER? ...And she comes back with the roll of toilet paper. Her nose runs when she cries, so this way he won't have to use his sleeves. She sits right next to him again, and maybe leans in just a touch more to lend him her warmth.]
Anyway, well...it seems like you're doing something about it, honoring his memory by punching bad guys and protecting people. I actually really admire that, especially knowing what you told me just now. That takes real strength.