*smiles to look at her, until he sees her eyes taking in his wounds, wants to reassure her and dismiss them, realizes that this won't do any good as this wouldn't change the way his wounds look, so stops himself, sighs and gives her a pursed-mouthed smile of resignation* I know.
*reaches up to help wipe the wetness under her eyes* Well, we are on a hog farm you know, so . . . heh. *holds her eyes a bit longer, smiling gratitude for her presence*
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Date: 2005-05-23 03:59 am (UTC)*reaches up to help wipe the wetness under her eyes* Well, we are on a hog farm you know, so . . . heh. *holds her eyes a bit longer, smiling gratitude for her presence*