#slashaer ; jack crawford

[daconsumarsi]

@slashaer said: ❛ why are you still here? ❜ - jack

the question makes her heart ache. to jack's credit, he doesn't outright tell her to go–– that's a comfort, anyway. alana likes to think she knows jack well enough to know what he needs, but grief is a funny thing. she knows all too well that loss can make you a stranger to yourself. "because i'm your friend," she says simply. "because i don't want you to be alone right now." he doesn't need to entertain her or pour his heart out. alana is content to sit here with him for as long as he needs. he may not be one to ask for help, but alana gives it freely.

[daconsumarsi]

@slashaer said: don’t tell me what to do. - jack

frustration is hot in her chest. she feels her nostrils flare, her jaw clench. she wants to tamp it all down, but instead it bursts forth, if only a little. ' no–– ' she says, ' no, actually, i'm going to. ' alana turns on him, advances. jack is a colleague but he's also a friend. perhaps that's why she finds this all so frustrating; because she knows his heart, knows that his blind spots are an extension of how hard he is on himself. ' you need to realize that not everyone is as strong as you, least of all will graham. '