50. (hold) Silver, Crystal
She's more devastated about his lost eyesight than he was, and Silver was the one who lost his sight. Thick gauze and bandages were wrapped around his head, obscuring his damaged eyes. Her clammy hands clasped his and even behind his wrappings he can picture her chewing on her bottom lip in worry.
Silver sighed and gently eased his hand out of hers.
"Don't pity me Kris," he murmured. She sniffled in reply.
"You don't deserve this." Silver could hear the tears in her voice without seeing them curve around her cheeks.
Silver groped for her hand again and laced his fingers with hers. "It's going to be all right, Crystal." He replied softly.
Fin.