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They smile when they say things like 'stable.' 'Healthy.' 'Improving.' He smiles back because he doesn't know what else he's meant to do with his face.

It's the only time he smiles these days.

It's a nice facility, really. The government hadn't skimped on making his prison a comfortable one. Some piece of his mind that hovers in 'stable' and 'healthy' and 'improving' appreciates that--or finds it ironic.

Most pieces of his mind are still quietly screaming, quietly scrambling to cling together over the cracks realization had left. Looking for six more pieces of himself that shouldn't be missing.

But they smile. They smile and tell him he can have visitors now. He smiles back absently and returns to his sketches as he sits in the common room, waiting for visitors who won't come.

Not allowed shears. Not even allowed needles.

The dresses he draws are beautiful and completely unsatisfying.

Date: 2013-01-05 03:36 am (UTC)
spintosurvive: (fairytales do come true)
From: [personal profile] spintosurvive
A firm nod.

"I will. Promise."

Date: 2013-01-05 07:28 am (UTC)
spintosurvive: (dreaming of another world)
From: [personal profile] spintosurvive
A soft smile, "I'd quite like that."

It'll mean he's doing something a little more like his old self, after all.

Date: 2013-01-05 11:38 am (UTC)
spintosurvive: (fairytales do come true)
From: [personal profile] spintosurvive
It counts for enough, for now. It's something she can keep smiling back at, something she can carry with her when they finally have to part again.

It's a smile, and even if it's not quite his, it's a hopeful sign nonetheless.

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