[she hasn't worn her red ropes in weeks. she's felt more and more, over time, she's allowed herself to regulate her emotions like a real person. she's been destructive, but she's learned how to deal with it, with people who are so patient with her when they don't need to be.
another little sniff, as she just lets herself cry. she'd rather do it here, with him, than with anybody else.]
I'm not doing a good job of helping you right now. [she says, wiping her face herself - though she doesn't pull away from him doing it, either.]
There’s an argument to be made about nature and nurture. I find sometimes it can be difficult to overcome what’s in your nature. [ a pause, as he finally pulls his hand back a little to let her wipe her face, holding the extra tissues out of the way; though he looks generally exhausted, with the concealer he put under his eyes finally starting to flake away fully, there’s a look on his face that’s genuine. a small, tired smile. ] But, it’s worth it, when you do.
[ so worth it. it’s been worth every conditioned moment, every electric shock. every day comes down to moments like these for fei du— moments where he feels human, and alive. his chest is thin, but it hides a heavy heart, and it’s one that he’s earned.
he laughs a little when she says that, and waves a hand to get them a glass of water each. ]
I don’t need help, darling. [ There’s nothing to be done. ] So, I don’t mind.
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[she hasn't worn her red ropes in weeks. she's felt more and more, over time, she's allowed herself to regulate her emotions like a real person. she's been destructive, but she's learned how to deal with it, with people who are so patient with her when they don't need to be.
another little sniff, as she just lets herself cry. she'd rather do it here, with him, than with anybody else.]
I'm not doing a good job of helping you right now. [she says, wiping her face herself - though she doesn't pull away from him doing it, either.]
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[ so worth it. it’s been worth every conditioned moment, every electric shock. every day comes down to moments like these for fei du— moments where he feels human, and alive. his chest is thin, but it hides a heavy heart, and it’s one that he’s earned.
he laughs a little when she says that, and waves a hand to get them a glass of water each. ]
I don’t need help, darling. [ There’s nothing to be done. ] So, I don’t mind.