@farwaytree said, "you don’t need to stick around just for me."
he's wrong; she does need to. maybe it's a debt she owes to herself, or maybe it's because there's something about his brutal honesty that she finds refreshing. maybe it's just the fact that he doesn't seem to be afraid of her the same way the others do. for so long now, she's longed for anyone to do the same for her, to see her as a person rather than just a burden or one-step away from what waits for them at night, and while she hasn't spent much of her time here talking to him, there's something about him that feels familiar to her, like he's easier to talk to than most, and not just because he's one of the few people willing to give her the chance.
sara shakes her head, a small frown tugging at her lips, almost as if the rebuttal is obvious. ❝ i want to, ❞ she says instead. whatever it is, she tells herself she can handle it. if she's already spent countless nights in the forest, she can handle anything. ❝ i'm not leaving you alone, victor. i want to help. ❞ it's all she's ever wanted to do; she's just still trying to figure out how. helping him at least feels like a start. ❝ you don't even have to talk. i can just be here. ❞
