When it came to this sort of thing, Murphy was about as awkward as they came. He wasn't about to leave at the first sign of discomfort, though. And when Cibo moved to throw her arms around him, it became quickly obvious that Murphy wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
He just held his hands out at the unexpected closeness, as if he didn't know what to do with them right away. As she held onto him, trembling as she did, he just froze there in a stunned silence before he shifted his hand to gently pat Cibo on the back. He really didn't know what else to do at the moment.
Then, for lack of anything better to say: "It's okay..." How true this was, he had no idea. Cibo didn't look or sound okay. She was crying, and this was how you deal with crying people. You comfort them.
He didn't have anything else to say. No words or promises of consolation until she was ready to talk to him. Sure, this was a bit... weird, considering where they were, and everything else. And the fact that she called him of all people. That last part, above everything, was well beyond his understanding.
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He just held his hands out at the unexpected closeness, as if he didn't know what to do with them right away. As she held onto him, trembling as she did, he just froze there in a stunned silence before he shifted his hand to gently pat Cibo on the back. He really didn't know what else to do at the moment.
Then, for lack of anything better to say: "It's okay..." How true this was, he had no idea. Cibo didn't look or sound okay. She was crying, and this was how you deal with crying people. You comfort them.
He didn't have anything else to say. No words or promises of consolation until she was ready to talk to him. Sure, this was a bit... weird, considering where they were, and everything else. And the fact that she called him of all people. That last part, above everything, was well beyond his understanding.