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"I'll go with you," Toby murmured, knowing it probably wasn't the most comforting suggestion, because he had been witness when his mother hurt Lucifer, but he wasn't willing to let someone get hurt who didn't deserve it. Carefully wandering to his feet, the seven foot and possibly more teen trailed to his practical uncle's side and did offer a smile to try and ease tensions. "My mom won't hurt you, I do wish you'd drop it. it happened, end of discussion. If your father wasn't so-- ahem, let's drop it, yeah? Come on, she's probably freaking out..."
As predicted by the teen, the new Queen was currently seated on the bed in her room, her arms wrapped around herself and head directed towards the floor, attempting to not delve into a panic attack by using breathing techniques taught to her by Toby. "I...I can't go down there, tell them to leave, they're judging me and-- I know they have a right to! I, I just can't deal with it, Reuben! I... I want to have things be normal again!"
"Mom, you can't hide away... Mother made a dig, but Serena sorta tried to look out for you." Toby mumbled quietly from the foot of the room, knowing exactly where his mother would go. Eyeing Demetar quickly, he opted not to do or say anything to him and so moved to seat himself by the sniffling woman, even though his eyes did now and then trail towards Reuben, and not with any platonic look. "Ah... Ahem, don't just stand there, Reuben, help out, hm?"
As predicted by the teen, the new Queen was currently seated on the bed in her room, her arms wrapped around herself and head directed towards the floor, attempting to not delve into a panic attack by using breathing techniques taught to her by Toby. "I...I can't go down there, tell them to leave, they're judging me and-- I know they have a right to! I, I just can't deal with it, Reuben! I... I want to have things be normal again!"
"Mom, you can't hide away... Mother made a dig, but Serena sorta tried to look out for you." Toby mumbled quietly from the foot of the room, knowing exactly where his mother would go. Eyeing Demetar quickly, he opted not to do or say anything to him and so moved to seat himself by the sniffling woman, even though his eyes did now and then trail towards Reuben, and not with any platonic look. "Ah... Ahem, don't just stand there, Reuben, help out, hm?"