[How many times has this poor girl had to lose Ion from her point of view, now? It's almost like torture. At least this strike was the final blow - the truth.
His heart breaks for her as she wails earnestly, crying so hard that he doubts she even fully registers his presence at the moment. Even so, he strokes her hair and holds her close, wanting her to at least know that she isn't alone. Someone that she's essentially just met doesn't come close to the person who took her in and taught her everything and shaped her view of the world, but it's surely better than screaming into a lonely abyss.
Peony does hear that she's trying to say something, but he doesn't prompt her to try and out with it again until her sobbing calms down (if it even will before she just cries herself into an exhausted sleep). For now, it's best to let her absorb what's been said without poking and prodding.]
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His heart breaks for her as she wails earnestly, crying so hard that he doubts she even fully registers his presence at the moment. Even so, he strokes her hair and holds her close, wanting her to at least know that she isn't alone. Someone that she's essentially just met doesn't come close to the person who took her in and taught her everything and shaped her view of the world, but it's surely better than screaming into a lonely abyss.
Peony does hear that she's trying to say something, but he doesn't prompt her to try and out with it again until her sobbing calms down (if it even will before she just cries herself into an exhausted sleep). For now, it's best to let her absorb what's been said without poking and prodding.]