It's for the best that he doesn't try to physically comfort her. He'd have a face full of angry bird otherwise. As it is, Bucky ignores him completely in favor of chirping softly into Adia's ear and wrapping a feathery wing around her shoulders. There, there.
Thankfully, the crying jag lasts only a few seconds. "S-sorry," she stutters, furiously rubbing at her eyes. Dammit, she thought she had already gotten out all her tears. "You d-didn't know."
She should have told him that she was busy. She's not fit for company like this. She's getting ready to excuse herself when Freddy offers to listen to her troubles. Lowering her hands, she looks at him, still blinking away tears.
Well, what does she have to lose, really? The least she can do is explain why she's so upset.
"It was, um... there was no thirteenth tribe. Not anymore. They had built Cylons -- sentient robots -- of their own, and it led to a nuclear war. Nothing survived." She drops her gaze. "It happened over two thousand years ago. There was never a chance of meeting them and getting their help..."
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Date: 2017-08-16 11:36 pm (UTC)Thankfully, the crying jag lasts only a few seconds. "S-sorry," she stutters, furiously rubbing at her eyes. Dammit, she thought she had already gotten out all her tears. "You d-didn't know."
She should have told him that she was busy. She's not fit for company like this. She's getting ready to excuse herself when Freddy offers to listen to her troubles. Lowering her hands, she looks at him, still blinking away tears.
Well, what does she have to lose, really? The least she can do is explain why she's so upset.
"It was, um... there was no thirteenth tribe. Not anymore. They had built Cylons -- sentient robots -- of their own, and it led to a nuclear war. Nothing survived." She drops her gaze. "It happened over two thousand years ago. There was never a chance of meeting them and getting their help..."