That does prompt her to lean forward and put a hand on his shoulder. And finally also, to speak.
"There's nothing to forgive, Monsieur Grantaire." she says, with the most reassuring expression she can muster (there's even a small smile) " So please, stand up"
Those aren't many words, but he should give her time. There's much to say, even though she shouldn't and even though she thinks he imagines at least part of it already. She was surprised because she is very unexperienced in those matters, but there's something in her that tells her... Well, better not tell.
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Date: 2013-06-06 11:34 am (UTC)"There's nothing to forgive, Monsieur Grantaire." she says, with the most reassuring expression she can muster (there's even a small smile) " So please, stand up"
Those aren't many words, but he should give her time. There's much to say, even though she shouldn't and even though she thinks he imagines at least part of it already. She was surprised because she is very unexperienced in those matters, but there's something in her that tells her... Well, better not tell.