[She won't claim that she fully understands (how can you understand something like being forced to watch your own death over and over again?) but she can do what she can to help him. She's acted as support for her friends multiple time in battles, been supportive both inside and outside of the TV world, been a grounding point for all of them and been there during their darkest moments...
Why couldn't she do the same for someone who absolutely needs it? So no. She's not thinking about how this might be embarrassing for him and she's not thinking about the fact that Leon's fumbling again. This time she doesn't laugh though. This time she allows his wrist to rotate so he can hold on and give himself an anchoring point as she takes his other hand in hers.]
Come on, we need to go. Can you walk? Can you follow me? [She's cringing a little at the sound of the baseballs hitting flesh while it echoes in the mirror, but she can't let it get to her, too.]
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Why couldn't she do the same for someone who absolutely needs it? So no. She's not thinking about how this might be embarrassing for him and she's not thinking about the fact that Leon's fumbling again. This time she doesn't laugh though. This time she allows his wrist to rotate so he can hold on and give himself an anchoring point as she takes his other hand in hers.]
Come on, we need to go. Can you walk? Can you follow me? [She's cringing a little at the sound of the baseballs hitting flesh while it echoes in the mirror, but she can't let it get to her, too.]