[Benjamin's whole body aches, with how badly he wants to hold his girls. He thinks of the last time he saw them, fifteen years ago, a few weeks ago, both and neither at the same time, when Beadle Bamford pulled them apart and told the guard he was a dangerous one.
He can't hold Lucy now. Johanna might not remember him, might have grown up calling another man 'Father.'
He reaches out and puts a hand on Eurydice's back, his throat tight, rubbing tight, comforting circles.]
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He can't hold Lucy now. Johanna might not remember him, might have grown up calling another man 'Father.'
He reaches out and puts a hand on Eurydice's back, his throat tight, rubbing tight, comforting circles.]
...I'm sorry.