All right. I'll trust your tastes then. And at finding things that are hard to stay with blood. [There is a pause though.] No, I hadn't noticed they were soundproof. I suppose that's why I only heard things thudding against the floor. [Which really is more vibration than soundwaves.]
[He squeezes her briefly.] I'll be sure to prompt to answer your call. Even if it's a simple good morning. [It would help. Immensely. He doesn't like forceful separation. He knows it's temporary, but there are those lingering scars of what it's like to know where someone is and be unable to go to them. And while he had many tricks to try and remember things about his father....he had forgotten his voice.]
[Hearing her voice would keep him centered.]
[He doesn't say all that. He's brought this difficulty to Saya and he can swallow that anxiety for her sake.]
[She is right though. If she didn't want to hear about MK, he would never say anything at all unless it was entirely unavoidable.]
[It may be the case regardless going forward. It's hard for him to not overcompensate.] I'll work things out with Noodle Boy. I promise. [There's been enough pressure release that the fear is no longer choking him, eating at his rationality. He can make the promise.] Don't worry about us. Take care of yourself.
[He nods against her shoulder. A shuddering breath. He squeezes her again.] I understand. I appreciate letting him know, and I can take care of him until you can talk to him. Neither one of you wants the other to hurt. I'll keep his dark voices at bay until you're ready. Please have someone for your own.
What matters is you're okay. Don't rush. I can be patient for you, and take care of things on our end until then. I knew this would be a difficult conversation to have. It's why I didn't want it anywhere that mattered to you. The haircomb is affection, but less sentimental in case you couldn't stand to ever see it again. I wanted you to still have evidence of my care, but the freedom to burn it all if it became a painful association.
Whatever I hoped, what matters is what makes it the easiest for you. Even if it's something ugly for a while.
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Date: Oct. 17th, 2023 02:22 pm (UTC)[He squeezes her briefly.] I'll be sure to prompt to answer your call. Even if it's a simple good morning. [It would help. Immensely. He doesn't like forceful separation. He knows it's temporary, but there are those lingering scars of what it's like to know where someone is and be unable to go to them. And while he had many tricks to try and remember things about his father....he had forgotten his voice.]
[Hearing her voice would keep him centered.]
[He doesn't say all that. He's brought this difficulty to Saya and he can swallow that anxiety for her sake.]
[She is right though. If she didn't want to hear about MK, he would never say anything at all unless it was entirely unavoidable.]
[It may be the case regardless going forward. It's hard for him to not overcompensate.] I'll work things out with Noodle Boy. I promise. [There's been enough pressure release that the fear is no longer choking him, eating at his rationality. He can make the promise.] Don't worry about us. Take care of yourself.
[He nods against her shoulder. A shuddering breath. He squeezes her again.] I understand. I appreciate letting him know, and I can take care of him until you can talk to him. Neither one of you wants the other to hurt. I'll keep his dark voices at bay until you're ready. Please have someone for your own.
What matters is you're okay. Don't rush. I can be patient for you, and take care of things on our end until then. I knew this would be a difficult conversation to have. It's why I didn't want it anywhere that mattered to you. The haircomb is affection, but less sentimental in case you couldn't stand to ever see it again. I wanted you to still have evidence of my care, but the freedom to burn it all if it became a painful association.
Whatever I hoped, what matters is what makes it the easiest for you. Even if it's something ugly for a while.