[ The first sob rips out of her and shatters Jim's heart. What he wouldn't give to take the pain from her. He'd--switch places in an instant, if it'd give her relief. But he isn't a damn miracle worker even if he refuses to accept defeat, so he knows the best he can do right now is hold her, let her break against him and be strong enough for them both. He may not be her James, but in this moment he can see how easy it was for another version of him to love her.
His arms shift to wrap around her, pressing her fully against him as she sobs, as she struggles to catch her breath. She's tiny, when it comes down to it. He hasn't noticed before because she carries herself with such a confidence and presence she feels tall, but cradled against him like this he can nearly wrap himself around her. He tries it now, tucking her under his chin, holding her close as she shakes.
Jim speaks, but there's no tangible sense to the words coming out of his mouth; just murmurs of assurance, promises that he's got her, that he's not going anywhere, that's she's okay and she can let go if she wants, let it all out. That she did it, that she got them back, kept them safe, kept them alive. ]
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His arms shift to wrap around her, pressing her fully against him as she sobs, as she struggles to catch her breath. She's tiny, when it comes down to it. He hasn't noticed before because she carries herself with such a confidence and presence she feels tall, but cradled against him like this he can nearly wrap himself around her. He tries it now, tucking her under his chin, holding her close as she shakes.
Jim speaks, but there's no tangible sense to the words coming out of his mouth; just murmurs of assurance, promises that he's got her, that he's not going anywhere, that's she's okay and she can let go if she wants, let it all out. That she did it, that she got them back, kept them safe, kept them alive. ]