[His chest hurts, something inside aching for them. For their sake. Remembering how much he'd wanted, in places, to be able to just shatter. To fall apart, and not have that space, not have that chance. And how quickly it happened, once someone opened up that door.]
[He doesn't draw closer to them -- out of respect for their space. But he does shift. Sitting against the wall, leaning against it.]
It's okay. [It will be okay. I'll stay here, just for a while if they need a presence.] It's okay, Chara. You... don't have to know.
[He won't help if he's a mess. If he's trying not to fly apart, too.]
[Focus.]
[Calm.]
[Going back to that steady place. Eyes still closed, focusing on that memory. For ... for both their sake. And his.]
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[He closes his eyes.]
[His chest hurts, something inside aching for them. For their sake. Remembering how much he'd wanted, in places, to be able to just shatter. To fall apart, and not have that space, not have that chance. And how quickly it happened, once someone opened up that door.]
[He doesn't draw closer to them -- out of respect for their space. But he does shift. Sitting against the wall, leaning against it.]
It's okay. [It will be okay. I'll stay here, just for a while if they need a presence.] It's okay, Chara. You... don't have to know.
[He won't help if he's a mess. If he's trying not to fly apart, too.]
[Focus.]
[Calm.]
[Going back to that steady place. Eyes still closed, focusing on that memory. For ... for both their sake. And his.]