[ Kaede finishes up her snack as silence hangs in the air, not sure exactly what to do next. It is not as if she has experienced her dad's defenses being down like this many times, especially when she can be actively aware of it.
A glance is thrown his way, and her eyes soften as she realizes how hard he's trying not to be— not emotional, no. Her dad always shows emotion, but it is more how much he is blaming himself.
Again.
She closes any distance between them, kneeling on the couch and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. ]
Dad. [ Her voice is soft, but firm. ] Dad, don't beat yourself up over this, please.
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A glance is thrown his way, and her eyes soften as she realizes how hard he's trying not to be— not emotional, no. Her dad always shows emotion, but it is more how much he is blaming himself.
Again.
She closes any distance between them, kneeling on the couch and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. ]
Dad. [ Her voice is soft, but firm. ] Dad, don't beat yourself up over this, please.