Farid arrived at the cabin he’d heard Alice’s cry’s back at the inn. He didn’t understand why or how he could hear her he’d only ever had that sort of connection with his sister before.
It was especially strange considering a bare few weeks ago he couldn’t even read Alice’s mind and he was surprised at the sudden turnaround. Still it was clear she was in pain and he wasn’t the sort of man to ignore such a cry.
“Im here to see Alice” he offered as the door opened to Lar’s.
“She aint much for seein anyone” the large man replied looking grim.
“I know she’s hurtin” he explained “I felt it”
“Yes” he nodded, not waiting to be invited before letting himself inside. “Is she in her room?”
“Aye she is” Lar’s agreed “But I as I said I don’t think she’s much for seeing anyone”
“She’ll see me” Farid decided, “I can help”
Needing no further explanation the large man showed him to Alice’s room where he found Alice curled up in a ball on the bed, Kaitlyn attempting unsuccessfully to comfort her.
“Kait” Lars called “Let’s leave the lad wit Alice”
The dark haired woman nodded giving Alice a comforting squeeze before heading out of the room.
Farid paused, honestly he’d not thought much beyond getting here and now he was he had no idea what to do.
Heading to the bed he settled down behind the young girl putting his hand on her shoulder and letting her know he was here.
“What did you do to me?” she sobbed.
He thought to explain that technically he hadn’t really meant to do anything and that technically this was something that perhaps she had even more hand in doing than he, but as he went to open his mouth her thoughts came flooding into his head, in an overwhelming assault. Pain and fear in droves he realised then she wasn’t truly blaming him she was just hurting and scared.
Clumsily he pulled her up the bed and into his arms. He wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do but at that moment it seemed ‘right’ he’d never been very good at knowing when a person wanted to be comforted or knowing how to do it.
‘It’s right’ she assured him, suddenly speaking to him in his head.
‘You’re in my head?’
‘Yes’ she replied ‘it’s quiet in here, it’s nice it hasn’t been quiet in such a long time’
She seemed tired, nodding he didn’t answer realising then he must have somehow bought her in. Instead he kissed her forehead and allowed her to settle on his shoulder.
He didn’t know what precisely he was doing to keep the noise from her head. He was simply bringing her into his, but it seemed to be enough and she relaxed and drifted into a gentle slumber.
As she slept he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be to have her to hold every night. She seemed so frail to him right now, so scared and uncertain.
Of course he didn’t wish her to be in pain or scared all the time, but he liked the feeling of being ,needed. He liked the fact that she felt safe and calm enough to sleep in his arms it made him feel special.
Asha joked he didn’t know how to be a man, but now he decided he knew more than anything what being a man was. Never before had he felt more like one than he did right now, with Alice sleeping on his shoulder.
A man he decided was someone who was always there for their family, keeping them safe and offering the best of themselves.
Even when all they needed was a quiet shoulder on which to sleep.