Seras wants to be upset. She wants to be angry in this moment, furious with this Norman person for hurting not just herself, but Bruno as well. What kind of maniac could bring themselves to hurt sweet Bruno? Furthermore, who else did that lunatic get his hands on? What other innocent person was he able to hurt because she couldn't stop him? She can't help but feel responsible for this, somehow, but--
But she can see Bruno trying to stave off those feelings, too. He's hurt in more ways than one, by someone he knows, someone who was a friend, and... he doesn't want to think about it right now. She thinks that maybe she shouldn't force him to. He's already curled up in his comfort zone and trying to calm down from it all, so it would certainly be rude to drudge up that panic all over again. Besides, her head's starting to feel as cloudy as the little blanket fort they're curled up in, so thinking is already becoming a little difficult as it stands.
"I'm... sorry I wasn't there to help." She sighs, turning to face him and nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, slipping her arms around his middle. There's not much to him, sure, but damnit he's so warm...
"I'm just... so glad you're alright." Of course, she was less so, but... that's neither here nor there. She could ignore it, for now.
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But she can see Bruno trying to stave off those feelings, too. He's hurt in more ways than one, by someone he knows, someone who was a friend, and... he doesn't want to think about it right now. She thinks that maybe she shouldn't force him to. He's already curled up in his comfort zone and trying to calm down from it all, so it would certainly be rude to drudge up that panic all over again. Besides, her head's starting to feel as cloudy as the little blanket fort they're curled up in, so thinking is already becoming a little difficult as it stands.
"I'm... sorry I wasn't there to help." She sighs, turning to face him and nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, slipping her arms around his middle. There's not much to him, sure, but damnit he's so warm...
"I'm just... so glad you're alright." Of course, she was less so, but... that's neither here nor there. She could ignore it, for now.