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Deget looked down at him in confusion before her face melted into a soft, loving expression. Like one would look upon their sibling. She wrapped her arms gingerly around Geppetto and placed a gentle kiss to the top of his head. "It's 'kay, love," she whispered quietly. "Just let it all out." The woman stayed like that for a while, rubbing the blonde's back and whispering for him to calm down but tears of her own had already began slipping by. It was hard to be strong when things were like this.

Always the one people relied on you had to be strong. You couldn't give in. But now the pain- the immense sadness- began weighing down on her and she gave a short sob as well before making it stop.

But the tears kept falling- very slowly- as she silently shared her own sadness with the other. Someone had died. Someone she had became friends with almost died and had killed. Things were falling apart at the seams and there she was, a little puppet in this unfortunate game. With her strings of control- that kept her alive- being snipped one by one.

Truthfully, Deget didn't know if she would last all much longer in all this. She just didn't want any more deaths. She didn't want to see people she cared for be so sad and scared.

She didn't want to have the share their emotions because she was scared, too. And now she needed a shoulder to cry on.