08-09-2018, 12:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-09-2018, 12:27 AM by Jensen James.)
Jensen was quick to follow.
It was an odd mixture of feelings that welled up within. The thought of a girl's life cut brutally short was tragic. Yet the chance to be the one to see her health restored quickened his pace. Clearly Jay sought for the other half of the 'we' referenced in who would show him the ill-girl, but the abrupt halt sent Jensen stumbling.
He offered polite smiles to those they approached. Naturally, he looked upon the webbed scars of one man's face. Was it even possible to restore someone previously scarred and healed? He'd never tried, but neither would he offer unless asked. The deformity may be a sensitive subject. Instead, Jensen smiled but sought Jay for guidance regarding the girl with cancer.
Tension drew the air heavy. Only the Latino man spoke, all others poised as though balanced on the edge of a cliff. He was about to introduce himself when the girl tripped.
Worry bubbled his brow. "Yes of course, miss." His long, Texan drawl replied automatically. He offered the lady a hand and made pardons for their hasty departure. He smiled at her as they passed, "You know me, but it is not fair that I don't know you. May I ask your name?" He teased in an attempt to lighten the mood.
It was an odd mixture of feelings that welled up within. The thought of a girl's life cut brutally short was tragic. Yet the chance to be the one to see her health restored quickened his pace. Clearly Jay sought for the other half of the 'we' referenced in who would show him the ill-girl, but the abrupt halt sent Jensen stumbling.
He offered polite smiles to those they approached. Naturally, he looked upon the webbed scars of one man's face. Was it even possible to restore someone previously scarred and healed? He'd never tried, but neither would he offer unless asked. The deformity may be a sensitive subject. Instead, Jensen smiled but sought Jay for guidance regarding the girl with cancer.
Tension drew the air heavy. Only the Latino man spoke, all others poised as though balanced on the edge of a cliff. He was about to introduce himself when the girl tripped.
Worry bubbled his brow. "Yes of course, miss." His long, Texan drawl replied automatically. He offered the lady a hand and made pardons for their hasty departure. He smiled at her as they passed, "You know me, but it is not fair that I don't know you. May I ask your name?" He teased in an attempt to lighten the mood.