[He tucks them around her a little more, like he is swaddling a tiny duck.]
...Mm. Alright. But please let me know if you can think of anything at all that I may do for you. I... understand that it's-- a difficult thing.
[Because "I um I'm alright" is not the strongest argument and he knows no one ever is after Shimabara, anyway. Whew! He glances in the direction of the bathroom, where the mirror is, feeling a tumult of guilt and anger toward this place.
At the question, he looks back, lips pressing into a thin line.]
It happens, yes. I often look bloodied. Other things or people as well, at times.
[The fact that this just never once came up because he's so used to it.]
it is not a very good argument no but she's wildly going back and forth between Feeling Everything At Once and then just disassociating about it, and right now is the latter. if she thinks more about the beach she will explode, so she can change gears for her poor brain's sake.]
... I'm sorry. [she hates that for him! she really, really does.]
He reaches out to gently rest a hand atop her head.]
It doesn't bother me most times, really. [HELP. This is fine probably. It doesn't seem like he's lying about it.] But thank you. ...I would not wish the same on others. I hope... that for you, it will not last overly-long.
[He doesn't even know it's an effect he's just assuming it's the trauma.]
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...Mm. Alright. But please let me know if you can think of anything at all that I may do for you. I... understand that it's-- a difficult thing.
[Because "I um I'm alright" is not the strongest argument and he knows no one ever is after Shimabara, anyway. Whew! He glances in the direction of the bathroom, where the mirror is, feeling a tumult of guilt and anger toward this place.
At the question, he looks back, lips pressing into a thin line.]
It happens, yes. I often look bloodied. Other things or people as well, at times.
[The fact that this just never once came up because he's so used to it.]
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it is not a very good argument no but she's wildly going back and forth between Feeling Everything At Once and then just disassociating about it, and right now is the latter. if she thinks more about the beach she will explode, so she can change gears for her poor brain's sake.]
... I'm sorry. [she hates that for him! she really, really does.]
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He reaches out to gently rest a hand atop her head.]
It doesn't bother me most times, really. [HELP. This is fine probably. It doesn't seem like he's lying about it.] But thank you. ...I would not wish the same on others. I hope... that for you, it will not last overly-long.
[He doesn't even know it's an effect he's just assuming it's the trauma.]