she reached up and brushed her fingers through his hair delicately before she carefully cut her hand and let some more of her blood drip into the milkshake, knowing it had been a while since he’d eaten. “i’ll make a bunch of italian food and some desserts. and i can buy wine and bourbon …i’ll handle everything for after the funeral,” she murmured. "it’s the least i can do in order to try and help you grieve," she whispered. allona’s hearts ached as she felt his pain and she rubbed her chest a little, his emotions manifesting in near physical pain for her.
he looked at his milkshake as he breathed out gently and then allowed himself to take several sips needing the feed because it had been a while. he'd been overly distracted by everything. he licked his lips and then cleared his throat a little bit. after a moment he looked towards her and tilted his head. "are you okay?" he whispered as he moved to take her hand and squeezed it firmly while keeping his gaze glued on her.














