There's something helpless in the lift of his shoulders. It's underlined by something entirely open and devoted in his open smile.
"If you'd have me love you some other way, Rachel, teach me."
The way she had taught him to stand with his chin lifted like a king, to sit straight in his chair when the court was watching him; to find peace and contentment when the world rushed too fast around them.
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Date: 2015-02-02 07:15 pm (UTC)"If you'd have me love you some other way, Rachel, teach me."
The way she had taught him to stand with his chin lifted like a king, to sit straight in his chair when the court was watching him; to find peace and contentment when the world rushed too fast around them.