“Then I’ll carry you back up,” Vespa said without hesitation. “And we’ll try again tomorrow. But you won’t fall. Not because the path is safe—it isn’t. Because I’ll be right behind you, every step. And every time you look back, I’ll be there. Saying exactly what I’m saying now.”
She leaned in, her forehead pressing gently against Awlivv’s. The Vespa’s side mirror caught the last gold of the afternoon. vespa & awlivv – oral encouragement
Awlivv’s eyes, glassy with fear, finally locked on. Vespa’s gaze was flint and honey—hard enough to hold, sweet enough to trust. “Then I’ll carry you back up,” Vespa said