Pearl did not notice someone had walked into her bedroom until they shut the door behind them with a quiet 'click'.
Slender fingers caressed the blue gun Everest had gifted her, eyes hazy with grief as she waited for her guest to present themselves.
"Hey," the man said as he settled beside her on her soft bed, the surface dipping beneath his weight. "I heard about the whole Leonard issue from Mr Stone. Are you alright?"
The redhead turns to look at the blue-eyed man with red puffy eyes, a dull pain in her skull causing her to feel sluggish.
"No. My head hurts and," she sighed, heavily, feeling decades older than she really was, "So does my heart, I guess."
"Oh, come here," he lifted his arm and she leaned into his side, growing less tense as his muscular arm wrapped around her body.
