[Yeah, especially considering that for Heather, all four of the other stages ALSO tend to involve anger...]
[She lifts a hand to rub at one painful-looking red-rimmed eye, sort of grateful that this place is practically deserted. She's a hell of a lot more composed NOW than she was EARLIER and it had been a blessing that she'd been able to be that way while nobody was around.]
Just the second, huh?
[She tries to force a laugh, but very little actually comes out.]
[Grief, huh. He must know what happened. Or at least have guessed. Part of her is sort of relieved. It means she doesn't have to explain it. Explaining is the hardest part. Even in the times when she feels like she can do it, the very thought of it is often exhausting. So exhausting that she just doesn't want to say anything.]
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[She lifts a hand to rub at one painful-looking red-rimmed eye, sort of grateful that this place is practically deserted. She's a hell of a lot more composed NOW than she was EARLIER and it had been a blessing that she'd been able to be that way while nobody was around.]
Just the second, huh?
[She tries to force a laugh, but very little actually comes out.]
[Grief, huh. He must know what happened. Or at least have guessed. Part of her is sort of relieved. It means she doesn't have to explain it. Explaining is the hardest part. Even in the times when she feels like she can do it, the very thought of it is often exhausting. So exhausting that she just doesn't want to say anything.]