Thread:FunAndGamess/@comment-39024013-20190813093354/@comment-39042010-20190827222723

Teroe wordlessly pulls Agatha into a hug, kneeling and wrapping his arms around her. He smells like herbs and flowers and something unnameable. He pulls back after a second, a tear making its sad journey down his face.

"I'm so sorry," he whispers again.