Date: 2023-09-27 02:41 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] handleyourshit
handleyourshit: (Sad: Morning After)
"They care."

And isn't caring always the hardest? To experience, to body. To lose. She's not condemning him; she already agreed that she does, or is capable of anyway, something similar.

"I didn't... want anyone to worry. It was just something I needed to do right then, so I could be someone closer to who my people know. I didn't want them to worry, and I didn't... want anyone to be ashamed of me for needing it." His voice is quiet; hers is almost toneless, but she fights through anyway, tries to find the words. Tries to find a bridge to offer, in case he was thinking or feeling the same things, so they can get back on the same side of it. So they won't be alone.
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