[ Fingers flexing in the bed where he supports his weight, he tilts his head the slightest bit towards her and feels his expression softening. Cora doesn't like not having answers, and he's figured that much out in their time together. Which means that he will absolutely tease her before he actually answers, or shows her, drawing it out and making it worth asking. Because damn, is she proud, too.
It's fun, doing this. The rough edges don't quite disappear, but the the darkness fades and gives way to something brighter. Shaped as she is by her past, Cora is more than it and Jacob knows it. All it is is just a matter of finding it, pushing as much as she pushes at him and seeing what will happen. But sometimes, he stops pushing and just lets her release, and the fact that she can do that at all with him just warms something in his chest.
This is drastically different from what he's dealt with, before, and it's refreshing. Much as he acts bright, upbeat and friendly, he can remember moments where he could certainly fit in with their guests. But not everything is about darker times, and he'll remember that every time it starts to loom over him. It's impossible to always be bright, but at least he knows his way out of it, and can help people stuck similarly.
He gives a faint tug to the pillow, grip firm in that moment before relaxing again. Teasing, waiting to see what she does with the pillow. ]
It finally sunk in? [ A faint chuckle leaves him. What comes out next is definitely a joke: ] It's good quiet time weather?
I hate you too ❤
It's fun, doing this. The rough edges don't quite disappear, but the the darkness fades and gives way to something brighter. Shaped as she is by her past, Cora is more than it and Jacob knows it. All it is is just a matter of finding it, pushing as much as she pushes at him and seeing what will happen. But sometimes, he stops pushing and just lets her release, and the fact that she can do that at all with him just warms something in his chest.
This is drastically different from what he's dealt with, before, and it's refreshing. Much as he acts bright, upbeat and friendly, he can remember moments where he could certainly fit in with their guests. But not everything is about darker times, and he'll remember that every time it starts to loom over him. It's impossible to always be bright, but at least he knows his way out of it, and can help people stuck similarly.
He gives a faint tug to the pillow, grip firm in that moment before relaxing again. Teasing, waiting to see what she does with the pillow. ]
It finally sunk in? [ A faint chuckle leaves him. What comes out next is definitely a joke: ] It's good quiet time weather?