[ Even in the middle of the terror invoked by the approaching Darkwalker there is some relief in seeing both of them. Bigby doesn't know what he would have done if either of them wasn't around - let alone if both of them would have been out. He would have had to drag himself out of the house, even though he doesn't feel well enough to be on his feet out there, let alone with the atmosphere currently hanging over town.
But it's fine. That wasn't the case. Even if this situation is still awful, even if Bigby doesn't have a clue where the Darkwalker is headed, whether that thing isn't coming right for their house.. At least Snow and Connor are here. There's so many more people in town he ought to protect-- no, wants to protect, but it's them above anyone else. It's the two of them that are only his responsibility, after all.
So when Snow sits next to him and grabs his hand, Bigby allows it. There's not even real fluster about it, like there's no room for that emotion anymore in the middle of everything the Darkwalker invokes. Instead he just squeezes her hand - thankfully not painfully so, but it's a pretty intense squeeze all the same, despite Bigby's lack of energy.
His shared look with her is only broken by the arrival of Connor. Bigby can't forget him. Sure, Snow is the love of his life, and he's wanted nothing more than to protect her since way back when he was still a wolf, but-- Connor is his kid. He may seem on the older side in human years compared to most kids, but to a Fable like Bigby Connor really does just look like a kid. His son.
For once he doesn't really think about the implications of seeing so soft and close with Connor right in front of Snow. It doesn't feel important now. Keeping Connor safe is the only thing that feels that way, and he gestures at him with his free arm. ]
C'mon.
[ He gestures at the empty spot on his other side, and if Connor sits down on the bed, Bigby will wrap his arm across the kid's back, pulling the cub against his side. The man winces a little at the pressure, considering his wounds are still pretty raw, but doesn't mind it. Keeping Connor close is much more important right now. ]
You two okay?
[ They're not. Of course not. No one is right now.
But maybe he's just trying to get a better idea of their state. If he's already feeling this terrible, this terrified-- then how much worse must it be for people who aren't the Big Bad Wolf? ]
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But it's fine. That wasn't the case. Even if this situation is still awful, even if Bigby doesn't have a clue where the Darkwalker is headed, whether that thing isn't coming right for their house.. At least Snow and Connor are here. There's so many more people in town he ought to protect-- no, wants to protect, but it's them above anyone else. It's the two of them that are only his responsibility, after all.
So when Snow sits next to him and grabs his hand, Bigby allows it. There's not even real fluster about it, like there's no room for that emotion anymore in the middle of everything the Darkwalker invokes. Instead he just squeezes her hand - thankfully not painfully so, but it's a pretty intense squeeze all the same, despite Bigby's lack of energy.
His shared look with her is only broken by the arrival of Connor. Bigby can't forget him. Sure, Snow is the love of his life, and he's wanted nothing more than to protect her since way back when he was still a wolf, but-- Connor is his kid. He may seem on the older side in human years compared to most kids, but to a Fable like Bigby Connor really does just look like a kid. His son.
For once he doesn't really think about the implications of seeing so soft and close with Connor right in front of Snow. It doesn't feel important now. Keeping Connor safe is the only thing that feels that way, and he gestures at him with his free arm. ]
C'mon.
[ He gestures at the empty spot on his other side, and if Connor sits down on the bed, Bigby will wrap his arm across the kid's back, pulling the cub against his side. The man winces a little at the pressure, considering his wounds are still pretty raw, but doesn't mind it. Keeping Connor close is much more important right now. ]
You two okay?
[ They're not. Of course not. No one is right now.
But maybe he's just trying to get a better idea of their state. If he's already feeling this terrible, this terrified-- then how much worse must it be for people who aren't the Big Bad Wolf? ]