Shouldering a burden -open-

"Why?" Tristan asked looking at her saddness in his eyes. He didn't care what happened in the kitchen all he cared about is if she was okay. 'I should let her go but it would be wrong to do so. I want her to stay, but heaven only knows how old she is.' Tristan thought to himself.

"It would be wrong to stay." Dora said quietly. "Besides, you didn't bring me here by choice I'm sure. I broke down in front of you and that was rude of me. I shouldn't have but you showed unnecessary kindness." Dora leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek before slowly getting up off of the couch. Her ankle hurt like hell but she was alright as far as she was aware. She could probably walk on it until she could Apparate back to Spinner's End. Dora really didn’t want to go at all but she couldn’t stay. She needed to get home and - Do what!? Freeze? Her mother’s voice taunted her mind and she sighed. She didn’t want to go home. As morbid as her once was she knew the woman was right. She couldn’t go home. Dora could already see snow falling in flurries from the sky while looking out of the window.

(Not my best post. Sorry)

"Actually I did bring you here by choice. I brought you here because i knew that even St. Mungo's wouldn't be able to heal all your wounds. I want you to stay Amadora." Tristan said looking at her seriously. He put a hand on her back softly to steady here and to keep her from falling. "Please stay Amadora."