[There's...so much. So many questions, so much confusion, and they're both looking at him, for a moment, like he might crash the roof down on their heads. Essek looks so unbelievably, impossibly frightened, and all Caleb can think is the barest mention of Trent when they approached him in Eiselcross.
Time. It takes time.
Caleb comes all the way up, reaching one tattooed hand out to cover Essek's and the other coming up to cup Molly's cheek. Something switched places--but that look in their eyes says more than that.]
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Time. It takes time.
Caleb comes all the way up, reaching one tattooed hand out to cover Essek's and the other coming up to cup Molly's cheek. Something switched places--but that look in their eyes says more than that.]
I'm so sorry...both of you. I--