Date: 2016-02-24 08:38 pm (UTC)
beyondthisillusion: (Tired)
She let her hand fall over the side of the seat, reaching out to find his.

There was nothing she could say in response to that, really. It was all true. All of it. Just a matter of shades of urgency. Anyway, Shawn wasn't one for affirmations. And, as of late, neither was she.

But the silence made her uncomfortable. He just didn't feel like her chatty, devil-may-care brother. Her one constant.

Likely her only constant, considering what was going on with Palmer and Buckley.

"Yeah..."
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