[ he can't say what compels him to linger, even as she continues her song and ignores that he's even present. perhaps even in his guilt, he wonders if she might not want to be alone in this moment. his loss of everyone he's ever known has been punctuated by aching loneliness. he'd never let anyone close enough to see him grieve, but that didn't change how empty it could feel. he can't take her pain away, he can't even offer her any comfort. condolences won't help, he knows enough about loss to know. yet the one thing he could possibly give her, not having to be alone while she mourns... he almost doesn't suspect she would want it, not from him.
yet he lingers anyway.
cutting her hair might have seemed extreme to some. to Killian, well, he knew full well sometimes the pain needed an outlet into something else. he'd burned a sail and devoted his life to punishing the king that had stolen his brother from him, he'd done even worse to avenge Milah. he'd sat countless hours for a painful tattoo etched into his arm to mourn her, too. he couldn't actually say if such reaction really helped... but he understood it.
she really can't see the sad smile he offers at her words. yes, he does. he should work on that. ] Pirates are dreadful about boundaries. [ and it's kind of laughable, that in his attempts to make amends for the last time, he's only made it worse. he looks at the tiny devices she's using to shear her hair, and is silent for a moment. he really shouldn't, but he can't help himself. (story of his idiotic life, really.) ]
Getting the back might be difficult on your own.
[ the offer is hidden between the lines; but it's there. he's certainly not gifted with hair styling, he could still help her in this. if she wanted him to. if she asked him to leave, then he would. ]
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yet he lingers anyway.
cutting her hair might have seemed extreme to some. to Killian, well, he knew full well sometimes the pain needed an outlet into something else. he'd burned a sail and devoted his life to punishing the king that had stolen his brother from him, he'd done even worse to avenge Milah. he'd sat countless hours for a painful tattoo etched into his arm to mourn her, too. he couldn't actually say if such reaction really helped... but he understood it.
she really can't see the sad smile he offers at her words. yes, he does. he should work on that. ] Pirates are dreadful about boundaries. [ and it's kind of laughable, that in his attempts to make amends for the last time, he's only made it worse. he looks at the tiny devices she's using to shear her hair, and is silent for a moment. he really shouldn't, but he can't help himself. (story of his idiotic life, really.) ]
Getting the back might be difficult on your own.
[ the offer is hidden between the lines; but it's there. he's certainly not gifted with hair styling, he could still help her in this. if she wanted him to. if she asked him to leave, then he would. ]