Marta felt Jackson squeeze her hand and heard his words, but she hesitated. She still thought there was something to fix - or something to protect him from. She had no idea why, but she felt this urge to shield him from…what? She didn’t know. Marta squeezed Nox’s shoulder and stood to leave with Jackson. She let him lead. As they walked away, she looked back at Nox, sitting with baby Lily, eyes closed.
Marta didn’t cry again, but she was feeling very concerned. His scent had been weird. Sadness was the only word to describe it at the time, but it wasn’t the same as normal sadness. It wasn’t even the depression scent that Elyse had. It was something else - something that she hadn’t really smelled before. The scent was there but it was…dull…it was…
”He smells…numb…” she said when they were out of earshot, finally coming to the conclusion. She had followed Jackson’s lead wherever he had taken her.
Marta didn’t cry again, but she was feeling very concerned. His scent had been weird. Sadness was the only word to describe it at the time, but it wasn’t the same as normal sadness. It wasn’t even the depression scent that Elyse had. It was something else - something that she hadn’t really smelled before. The scent was there but it was…dull…it was…
”He smells…numb…” she said when they were out of earshot, finally coming to the conclusion. She had followed Jackson’s lead wherever he had taken her.