[What starts out as a laugh turns into a small fit of giggles. Something about the way he says it just strikes her as so light and sweet given the subject matter they're talking about. Of course, the heaviness of all that isn't far from her mind. So her tears finally fall, a combination of joy at the fact he's able to joke around with her at all, and sorrow that they've been put in this position at all.
Maybe she clings to him a little tighter as she goes through her emotions, and she winds up leaning against him. He's so quickly become her support. The head cheerleader with the most unusual cheerleader of her own.]
I'm sorry!
[She apologizes once the laughter subsides, the tears remaining as she pulls back enough to look up at him. A smile graces her features, cluing him in to the fact that she's not completely upset.]
But I was about to say basically the same thing to you.
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Maybe she clings to him a little tighter as she goes through her emotions, and she winds up leaning against him. He's so quickly become her support. The head cheerleader with the most unusual cheerleader of her own.]
I'm sorry!
[She apologizes once the laughter subsides, the tears remaining as she pulls back enough to look up at him. A smile graces her features, cluing him in to the fact that she's not completely upset.]
But I was about to say basically the same thing to you.