[ Rey has gathered the child up into her arms, and he has wrapped his arms and legs around her like the trunk of a tree, and her eyes are burning lightly as she looks at Daisy. He's scared, obviously. Or ... maybe just tired. It's better to think of him as the latter because then Rey doesn't have to engage with the fact that families are being torn from their homes.
They'll be together, at least. All of them. ]
He'll be okay. [ She says it softly. 'Big scary men are coming to take you away' isn't comforting, obviously, but it's effective and concise. ] It's a lot.
[ The parents emerge from the bedroom then. Dad comes for the kid, and Rey takes an instinctive half-step back like she has decided she is protecting this small human and doesn't want to give him up. But no, of course, it's his parent. Reluctantly, she passes him off. ] Careful. He's still half-asleep.
[ And it hurts to watch them together. Her eyes are glassy with it. Families are hard. Not having a family is hard. She looks back at Daisy and then nods for the door. ]
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They'll be together, at least. All of them. ]
He'll be okay. [ She says it softly. 'Big scary men are coming to take you away' isn't comforting, obviously, but it's effective and concise. ] It's a lot.
[ The parents emerge from the bedroom then. Dad comes for the kid, and Rey takes an instinctive half-step back like she has decided she is protecting this small human and doesn't want to give him up. But no, of course, it's his parent. Reluctantly, she passes him off. ] Careful. He's still half-asleep.
[ And it hurts to watch them together. Her eyes are glassy with it. Families are hard. Not having a family is hard. She looks back at Daisy and then nods for the door. ]
You lead. I'll bring up the back.