"Yeah," Lucy says with a sigh, then slumps down onto the couch beside Brian. "I guess." Logically speaking, she knows that this is a good thing, that she should be able to relax now. Logic doesn't have much of a place when it comes to something like this, though, and try as she might, she can't get herself any less tightly wound. It doesn't help that she can't be there, not even to stop and see for herself that he's alright after all this shit. Even if she could, though, there's only so much difference that could make. For everything Max has going on, there's shit she has to wrestle with, too, that's been eating at her for some time and is finally coming to a head. Maybe if she'd done more, if she hadn't sat back and watched her brother's downward spiral, if she'd tried to step in sooner, none of this would be happening now. "And at least we know he's safe now."
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Date: 2016-04-24 01:43 am (UTC)