eyes widen a bit upon hearing what had been troubling or tormenting her. the pad of his thumb brushed softly against her knuckles.
“ shit. ” he nods in understanding. “ i am sorry ——
⠀feeling the squeeze of his hand helped to ground her a little further in the moment. it still threw her off a little that johnny and bruce talked. . but that wasn’t the point.
“he’s dead.” she said flatly, though there was emotion in the way her body tensed. “he’s been dead.”