gentle as the rain

“When we were children, we used to think that when we grew up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability, to be alive is to be vulnerable.” - Madeleine L'Engle

[ellathehelp]

“may i get you anything? tea, sweets, a blanket? it can get quite brisk in here, i know,” ella asked meekly, keeping her eyes downcast. she had never been great with talking, but she did want to make the other comfortable.