His heart panged at her honest answer. He knew there was nothing he could do to help her. She'd been through this on her own, had her own family problems to deal with, and all he could do was be here. It pained him to admit to himself how much that bothered him, how much he actually cared, because he distinctly remembered telling him at one point in time that becoming invested in anyone was a silly thing to do. Now she stood there, sad and covered in someone else's blood, and Raphael found himself irked that this was one situation that he couldn't throw money at to make it go away. He could probably pay someone to deal with this, to hide the body and stay quiet, but that wouldn't change what Yaxley had gone through.
She only made it worse by trying to apologize, invoking his given name. His chest shuddered as he exhaled, and he shook his head. "We've been through messes before. What's another?" he asked, flippantly waving his hand away like this was some minor inconvenience instead of what it really was. Like before, his attempt to blow this off instead of facing it fell flat, and he watched her again with a frown that mirrored her own.
"Come here," he said finally, reaching an arm out to her, palm-up.
She only made it worse by trying to apologize, invoking his given name. His chest shuddered as he exhaled, and he shook his head. "We've been through messes before. What's another?" he asked, flippantly waving his hand away like this was some minor inconvenience instead of what it really was. Like before, his attempt to blow this off instead of facing it fell flat, and he watched her again with a frown that mirrored her own.
"Come here," he said finally, reaching an arm out to her, palm-up.
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