Your eyes were outlined with red, bracing themselves for tears that did not come. Though your eyes were stone dry, you were stone silent and still for the effort. I was doing my best not to stare at you until you, but I hope you didn't think that, when I did, my eyes were filled with pity; they were not looking down at you, but looking up. All I wanted to do in that moment was extend my arms in comfort. It was for both of our sakes that I didn't, yet I still feel sorry for having not.