Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[She knows he's upset, yeah? When he says that I— and nothing else, truncated. And she wants to go ball up somewhere, yeah? Because failing freaks her out with him, yeah? Before, it wasn't a real fear that he could get tired of her just because she was too needy or something, or because she wasn't good at giving him what he needed. She'd misunderstood or something, and now she wants to make sure she doesn't, and she knows she's getting it wrong. Maybe it's better if she doesn't say anything about it, and so then he doesn't KNOW she doesn't wanna talk about her own stuff.
And so her hug is kinda desperate and scared, because she doesn't know how to make it all ok, and because it's hard to keep her own shit in check when she's worried hard about fucking up.] Ok. You don't gotta talk about it. I was just saying if you wanted to. [Apologetic, huh?] I sleep fine, and I like you waking me. I'm never sorry when you do, yeah? [That's earnest, and there's nothing but truth in the words loud.] You don't gotta be afraid if I'm around, yeah? I might not be so good at making you feel better, but I won't let anything happen while I'm there. [Maybe that's dumb, but she means it, yeah? He might be older, bigger, stronger, but she'd do anything to protect him, yeah? Simple as that.]
I should let you work, huh? I can cook dinner. [Hopeful, like that might help.] Something you like, yeah? [He always cooks, so it's kinda a big thing.]