"Mmm, yes. His heart," she said, then took a deep drag. The smoke rolled
out of her mouth as she continued to speak. "He's had a rough go. His
heart. His eyes. I came to terms a long time ago with the fact he'll never
be well. I had hoped, with Grandfather's passing, that being fae might
help, but it hasn't. Losing his sight again..."
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Date: 2017-02-10 01:43 am (UTC)"Mmm, yes. His heart," she said, then took a deep drag. The smoke rolled out of her mouth as she continued to speak. "He's had a rough go. His heart. His eyes. I came to terms a long time ago with the fact he'll never be well. I had hoped, with Grandfather's passing, that being fae might help, but it hasn't. Losing his sight again..."
She sighed.
"I worry over him so much."