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Apr. 27th, 2005 05:19 pmAs her tears start to fall, Cuthbert gently leads Susan out of the main bar and down the staff hallway to her room. Once there, he sits beside her and simply holds her close, one hand running aimlessly up and down her back in wordless comfort.
For Susan Delgado, the evening has been one of joy and sorrow mixed, and both have been great indeed, oh aye. It is some time before the storm of her weeping passes, leaving her exhausted and quiet in his arms, her head resting on Cuthbert's shoulder as he brushes her hair back from her face.
Eventually, her eyes close. He shifts just enough to ease her down onto the bed, and stays beside her, one hand holding hers, the other stroking her hair as she drifts into sleep. Some time later, once he's certain that she's resting peacefully, Cuthbert slips quietly from the room.
For Susan Delgado, the evening has been one of joy and sorrow mixed, and both have been great indeed, oh aye. It is some time before the storm of her weeping passes, leaving her exhausted and quiet in his arms, her head resting on Cuthbert's shoulder as he brushes her hair back from her face.
Eventually, her eyes close. He shifts just enough to ease her down onto the bed, and stays beside her, one hand holding hers, the other stroking her hair as she drifts into sleep. Some time later, once he's certain that she's resting peacefully, Cuthbert slips quietly from the room.