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Evelyn was wary of setting Luca off, but after offering Anthony a wane little smile and wishing she could be in two places at once, she took his hand gently and ran her thumb over his skin. He was more present now, at least, his fingers curling loosely around hers and his eyes finally raising to look at her, though only briefly. She was glad, at least, that the sun had yet to fully set, allowing them a last few rays of warmth to help him back to himself.
Luca didn't quite respond, but as Garrett began to sing he was very still, as if holding his breath to listen, and finally gave a long, deflating sigh. He closed his eyes as he listened, relaxing gradually and just breathing, more like he did when he was trying to nap in the park than he had when he felt locked inside. The air was cooling but clear, Garrett's voice was soothing, and he could feel his and Evelyn's hands. It was okay. He was okay.
The lullaby was a surprise, but one that filled Evelyn's heart with an almost melancholy warmth. Garrett was such a giving person, willing to do anything at all for the people he cared about. And as he sang softly she held Luca's hand and closed her eyes, doing her best to focus on him and let Instinct tell her anything she couldn't understand with her own senses. The horrors his mind had gotten stuck in weren't unknown to her, and she was grateful to Garrett for pulling their poor friend out of it.
". . . How do you feel, Luca?" She asked softly when they had been quiet for a moment, rubbing her thumb gently over his knuckles where she held his hand. "Do you need anything?"
". . . tired," he murmured finally, in a voice she almost couldn't hear, and though his eyelids were heavy when he opened them she thought some more awareness had come back to him.
As heartbreaking as the evening had felt, she managed a small smile for him. "You can rest. We're right here."
Her phone stayed in her pocket for now, but she used her gifts to send Anthony a short message. Doing a bit better now. You can come out when you're ready. She hoped he hadn't been too frightened by everything.
Luca didn't quite respond, but as Garrett began to sing he was very still, as if holding his breath to listen, and finally gave a long, deflating sigh. He closed his eyes as he listened, relaxing gradually and just breathing, more like he did when he was trying to nap in the park than he had when he felt locked inside. The air was cooling but clear, Garrett's voice was soothing, and he could feel his and Evelyn's hands. It was okay. He was okay.
The lullaby was a surprise, but one that filled Evelyn's heart with an almost melancholy warmth. Garrett was such a giving person, willing to do anything at all for the people he cared about. And as he sang softly she held Luca's hand and closed her eyes, doing her best to focus on him and let Instinct tell her anything she couldn't understand with her own senses. The horrors his mind had gotten stuck in weren't unknown to her, and she was grateful to Garrett for pulling their poor friend out of it.
". . . How do you feel, Luca?" She asked softly when they had been quiet for a moment, rubbing her thumb gently over his knuckles where she held his hand. "Do you need anything?"
". . . tired," he murmured finally, in a voice she almost couldn't hear, and though his eyelids were heavy when he opened them she thought some more awareness had come back to him.
As heartbreaking as the evening had felt, she managed a small smile for him. "You can rest. We're right here."
Her phone stayed in her pocket for now, but she used her gifts to send Anthony a short message. Doing a bit better now. You can come out when you're ready. She hoped he hadn't been too frightened by everything.