[ well she acts like a child!! grow up mary gosh ]
Oh, dear... [ what a morbid nightmare. Still, that means she's not hurt and there's no immediate threat, so his posture eases considerably. It seems like Elza was more of a fatherly type than he'd realized.
A small, soft smile appears on his face, and he takes the few steps he needs to stand in front of her, shuffling in his pocket to pull out a handkerchief. As he speaks, he lifts it up and dabs at her tears with the gentle touch of someone who's done this quite a few times. ]
There's no need to cry. You're a bit old to cry over a bad dream, aren't you?
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Oh, dear... [ what a morbid nightmare. Still, that means she's not hurt and there's no immediate threat, so his posture eases considerably. It seems like Elza was more of a fatherly type than he'd realized.
A small, soft smile appears on his face, and he takes the few steps he needs to stand in front of her, shuffling in his pocket to pull out a handkerchief. As he speaks, he lifts it up and dabs at her tears with the gentle touch of someone who's done this quite a few times. ]
There's no need to cry. You're a bit old to cry over a bad dream, aren't you?