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Bryony Capper (goodlight) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Bryony allowed Marcus's arm around her to draw her closer, tucking herself against his side in a way that was far too intimate to be proper, not that she registered that fact. With his face so close to hers she could smell the firewhisky on his breath, but didn't mention it. If he needed this to get through this news, she wouldn't take it away from him.

His words were almost shocking, and Bryony was silent for a long moment. She'd never needed an apology for that - had never expected or believed that she deserved to be loved that way, so it had hardly seemed something he was at fault for. Sometimes, years ago, she had wished... If Marcus couldn't love her that way, who could? But she knew he wouldn't be happy, and neither of them wanted him to pretend. Besides, it had been so long now that the idea of them being together romantically was as strange as if he were her brother. "You love me more than anyone else has," she said, without the slightest doubt. Her father loved her, she thought, but in a vague, distant sort of way. The rest of her family barely tolerated her. "Why would you apologise for that?"